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Who: John Sheppard & Ianto Jones
What: Extremely Serious Guard Dog Adoption
When: Early October
Where: Olympia
Warning(s): None!

John has what could be generously described as part of a plan.

He knows what the end looks like, it's the connecting tissue he's really missing. It's Sunday morning, and he's already been for a run and come back for a shower -- is mulling over the best way to try and steer Ianto in the right direction without being instantly overt about it. He's still in the process of making coffee, and John watches him thoughtfully as the room begins to fill with the strong scent of something freshly ground.

"You up for a trip out into Olympia today?" he tries, because maybe he'll get away with being vague. "Just some light recon. I could use a second opinion on some things."

There, space for Ianto to assume something. Like clothes, or furnishings, or something. Actually, they could probably use some of that too. He glances around the place thoughtfully, frowning as he weighs up how boring and annoying both shopping for new sheets might be.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

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.