Ianto glances down at John as he wrangles the puppy and wonders just how long a puppy pen might keep her.

"If we had any doorways in the apartment, it might be worth looking into a gate," he muses aloud. "But I'm not sure that a puppy pen will do very much for very long. She looks like she'd be able to outsmart and outgrow one faster than we'd be able to find room for it."

“Maybe we can aspire to that in the new place then as well,” Ianto quips dryly, glancing back at John again.