Honestly, Ianto was surprised that the music store hadn't already taken Tonks on. She seemed perfect for the job. There was the gap in her knowledge with regards to modern music, but that could be made up easily enough.
"Tea," he breathed, grasping onto that one word and holding on tight. "Yes. Perfect. Please. I think a cup would really help. Not .. so much the biscuits, but definitely tea." The idea of any sort of food made Ianto's stomach rebel, but he suspected that'd calm down. Especially since he's seen Owen tuck into food like a starving man and he's been through this.