Ianto smirked and handed Jack his coffee, taking a long sip of his own and letting out a low, pleased moan. Coffee was always good. Better than sex. Well...sex with Owen. "Yes, I did," he said, turning around and leaning against the counter as he looked Jack over. "Owen came by for coffee." He might have been a bit more reserved at the hub, but they weren't at work and he could relax in the flat. "What about you, sir? Have any fun?"