Ianto did hate to see people who didn't deserve to hurt get hurt. So he gave the advice he figured would be the best. "Maybe, when you go home, you can give that PI a call and tell him to send the packet of proof to the wife. Sounds like he fucked you both over."
Okay, it might be a bit cruel, but fuck it.
Ianto went ahead and ordered them refills, paying for Sean's drink. "Now, have you thought about what you're going to do with your time here?" He tossed Sean a smirk as he took a drink. "Or tonight?"