The cup was taken with a smile and a swift kiss (Jack going for his cheek as opposed to lips as god knew what was in the dust he'd been breathing in), Jack leaning back against the counter and warmed his hands on the sides of the cup. He breathed in the heavenly scent that only Ianto's coffee could create before taking that first perfect sip.
Fantastic.
"Only the basement," Jack said quickly. "Before you get concerned, only the basement. I'm not about to screw with what you've created. Besides, I rather like the looks of the place. But I didn't think you'd mind if I took over the basement." Nodding, Jack agreed. "Sure. Once you have your cup. S'not much yet, though. It's a work in progress."