"Who's the stuff on your plate for, then, if I have to get enough for the both of us?" he asked, leading them towards chairs and offering Jenny a smile. She didn't look like she much wanted company, but Ianto was still open to joining her, if she changed her mind.
For now, he satisfied himself with stealing crisps from Jack and trying to ignore the fact that his ears were burning red and that inside he was jumping around and yelling like, well, a drunken Welshman.