"Me? Admit there's more to it than just sex..." He looked over at Lyssa and felt a little soft spot in his heart. It was more than just sex with her. Not that he'd admit that to Ianto. But the bloke had a point. Lyssa, Owen felt, was his match. He turned back to Ianto, raising an eyebrow. He was going to regret this, he could feel it.
"It is more than just sex. I know..." He sighed, hugging Lyssa closer, resting his head on her shoulder. "So what you have to do, coffee boy, is figure out who it is? Gwen or blondie. What is her name again? Doesn't matter. Which one do you talk with. Which one are you comfortable with. Which one is your match..." He sighed. "Shame to see the blond go, though. Better tits then Gwen, I imagine."