He double checks the bottle in his hand. Well, it could be. "No, vodka." He watches Ianto's hands caress the ears atop his head. "Look, I know you don't like me, but there's no reason to pull this kind of stupid stunt. You've got bunny ears, and you're touching them right now, I can see it plain as day, even WITH the fog." He sighs. "When did you sprout those, anyway?" He asks as if it's an everyday occurrence, to sprout bunny ears.