Ianto sets the machine to start brewing and turns to glance over his shoulder at the other man once he does. Raising an eyebrow slightly at his turn of phrase. Only a man like John would make shopping sound like a military engagement. Then again, if it's shopping he's doing, then Ianto is definitely his battle strategist.

"Yeah, alright," he says, turning to lean back against the counter. He attempts to track John's frowning around the room, trying to guess what it is in particular that he needs advising on. "Calling in the experts, are you?" he asks with the quirk of a smile as the espresso finishes brewing and Ianto reaches for it, cradling the little demitasse between his hands.