Just like we practiced. Ianto watches as John sets the puppy down at his feet and waits for this good girl trick to be demonstrated. Biting his lip as John struggles with her attention span. Nine weeks old? God, she is young though. So young and so... God, she's so sweet. He can't help but smile down at her as she sits for John at his command.

"Good girl," Ianto praises her softly, before glancing back up at John as he does.

"You practiced this," he repeats again. "John, I... How many times have you visited -- our little friend here?"