"Then I will likely be here around seven," Ianto said with a raised eyebrow. He needed to start working, and he had no doubt Tony would make it difficult at first. Possibly not on purpose (although he wouldn't count that out), but he did seem like the sort with run around and give orders with no definite end in mind. A bit like a hyperactive child. Or Jack.
"If you do need me early, you know how to find me." The bulletin board. Not the most ideal of communication devices, but until he got a phone in his flat it would have to do. That would of course be the first order of business. Flat-hunting.
"I will see you on Monday then, Mr. Stark." He turned on his heel and walked out of the lab, his posture slumping the moment he exited. Out of relief. At the very least he had a job... and it looked as though it was going to be an interesting one.