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Ianto Jones (iantojones) wrote in silverage,

Ianto found it all fascinating as well, but the last thing he wanted was for Jack to end up being examined under a microscope. He was not only from the future but immortal, and he had no doubt that someone would love to get their hands on him. Once he trusted Stark more he might be willing to talk some, but for now he was planning on keeping his mouth shut about Jack.

"Nothing gives me more pleasure that cleaning a disgustingly filthy and disorganized office." His voice was flat, deadpan, and his expression was unreadable, although there was the barest lift to his lips. It wasn't at all evident weather he was being serious or sarcastic.

"But yes, next week will be perfect." He needed to get setted anyway... and he needed money to do that. "I hope it's not too forward, but is there a chance I could get an advance on my first salary... it turns out people need money to buy things, even in 1964." Like a down-payment on a flat for him and Jack... and clothes he could actually wear to work. Not that he even knew what his salary was, but it had to be better than pickpocketing people at Penn Station.