"Oh, you should always stop to smell the flowers, as they say," she said with a sudden serious tone. "After all, without flowers, how bleak would the world be? Terribly,"
She turned her attention away from her babies and back to the matter at hand. She had to get something from this stroke of luck. Some piece of information, some vital clue about Tony and his actions, whereabouts, knowledge...hell, maybe even an invite back to the mansion, if she could manage it. Something that risky, she figured, would require a little more coercion on her part, though it certainly wasn't impossible.
Pursing her lips slightly, she cooed to Ianto in the sugary sweet voice she so loathed when other women used. "I imagine working for Tony Stark must be terribly interesting, Mr. Jones. All those gadgets!"