Rolling off of the vampire Ianto laid back against the cushions, head resting on Jack's shoulder as they went over the locations. "I was thinking maybe it could be open only on the weekends?" he said, thinking aloud as he flipped through the pictures. "Something quaint and homey where people could relax."
He smiled at Jacks possessive nature. It had frightened him at first, but he had grown to love it. There had been many an encounter where the vampire had gotten physical with others for even looking at Ianto the wrong way. Even with their Master/Slave routine for the public, Jack always seemed to make sure no one else touched him.
Turning up his head he looked up at his lover with a soft smile. "One good thing is that people around here could simply see me working it as a way of following your orders and making you money" he added with a shrug.