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Ianto Jones (iantojones) wrote in silverage,

He felt his head clear, and he almost shook it, trying to diminish the fog even more. Either the roses were that strong or he was getting ill. Either way he felt a little woozy and not as even-headed as normal. He certainly wasn't on his guard, especially with a woman so lovely and agreeable.

Had he really thought that?

Normally the giggle would have induced an inner eye-roll, but instead he smiled pleasantly at her and watched her pretty fingers play with the rose. It was entirely distracting, and for a second he considered walking away quickly before he made a complete fool of himself.

"He's um--" Stuttering. That would make a fantastic impression. "I'm on a break. He's fairly lenient about letting me come and go." He only took short breaks, and usually did work while on them. Today was a rare exception.