isn't it though? AndI LOVE that shot of Ianto. *g*
Well, if this place was going to be so accepting, Jack was going to be a very happy man. Nothing like being able to snag a quick kiss from one's lover without being stoned to death. There would always be the nay-sayers, of course, but to have the vast majority accept? Jack was going to like this small town after all.
Jack chuckled, watching the care Ianto took with the greatcoat. The clink of glasses joined the din in the restaurant, Jack taking a sip and pleased with the vintage. Not a bad selection of wines here, if he did say so himself. "Try as you might to move away from your father's influence, I don't think you ever will," Jack pointed out. "Still haven't tested that theory of the family eye, you know." Ianto may have looked innocent but get that man behind closed doors and another man appeared. One that was a ruthless tease, almost to rival Jack's abilities whe one came right down to it.
"They don't make clothes like that any more," Jack lamented with a sigh. "Truly don't make them as they should." He flipped through the menu, pondering his dinner selection. Jack lifted his head, peering down at Ianto's menu. "Made your choice yet?" Honestly, it wasn't meant as a double entendre. Really.