"Quite." Jim replied casually, dragging his left foot slowly back and forth across the concrete. "And I can see you're a very resourceful woman."
Jim could feel her gaze across his face, his torso, and he smiled to himself before looking up at her to make eye contact. "Your codes are all very cute. It was almost a shame to break them."
He grinned, licking his lips and stage-whispering to Suzie. "Seems there's been a bit of security breach, you should probably get somebody on that."
"So, where do I begin? So much to negotiate, so little time in which to do it. How long do you think it'll take them to figure out you've gone out for a bit of fresh air, hm? An hour, hour and half if you're lucky?" He paused, watching her reactions.
"Ah, but you timed it didn't you, timed it just right. Very well done, Ms. Costello." Jim nodded to her, giddiness seeping into his tone. Oh, he loved this bit. This was the fun bit. Not boring at all.
"And how long to find you? Cause they'd find you eventually, course they would, they're Torchwood but," Jim froze, an even wider grin threatening to split his face. "I'm Jim Moriarty."
"Hi!" His voice climbed high on the word, and he fluttered his right hand at her. Oh, this was definitely the fun bit.