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"How nice of him," she cooed. "I wouldn't expect him to be such a casual boss,"
She inched backwards slowly as she could, leading him into a more secluded corner of the garden. She kept her pheromones low, so as to keep Ianto's head relatively clear, if a little infatuated.
"So do you have an interest in flowers, Mr. Jones? A passing fancy?" she asked, tucking the rose behind her ear. "I myself find them just...fascinating,"