[He finds her pretty damn adorable too, and his heart just aches for her when she remembers about Morgan.]
Eight years. Wow, that's... [A lot longer than he got with Ianto, a small voice in his head is saying, but it's not something he's going to repeat out loud. Penelope doesn't need someone trying to one-up her here. Instead, he knocks back the rest of his drink, and grins, standing.]
Okay, I think you need a lot more to drink so you'll appreciate Ianto's coffee even more in the morning. What're you drinking?