It was a stupid joke -- dumb and juvenile. But good lord. She nearly came, pheromones on high alert and that flush to her cheeks and neck stubbornly refusing to go away. Dammit, Barney. Dammit, Ianto.
"That was. Horrible." She managed to squeeze out those words at least. Yeah -- probability of getting weak-kneed was definitely high.
Red took things into her hands, literally, grabbing Barney by the shoulders and wheeling him around, marching him to the door. "And you're out."