It's all AU.

Methos stepped out of the library with a book on physics and dimensions beyond the three the average lay-person considered, making a bee-line for the nearest cafe. Ordering a beer and a basket of fish and chips, he settled into a chair, propping his feet on the table.

Tosh wasn't particularly paying attention as she made her way to the hotel dining room, setting her laptop on a table to let it run the simulation before going over to the side bar to fix herself a strong, sweet cup of coffee. Turning back, she spotted someone looking at her laptop, and frowned.

"Can I help you?

Jack sat down at the hotel bar, looking around with a small frown. He'd been here for almost a week, and this place was still unsettling. At least Tosh was settling in well, engrossed in her efforts to find a way to predict this place. They hadn't had any luck finding the Doctor, though he had at one point found the TARDIS.

And he still hadn't run into anyone called Jack Harkness yet.

The Master sat on the edge of a roof, feet dangling off the edge as he leaned back on his hands, watching the sky. Contemplating the swath of stars that were impossible, among other things.

"You know, I'm an idiot," he said out loud, though he didn't expect anyone to answer him.

Jamie was heading to breakfast when he heard the shouting. He recognized that voice and groaned, switching directions and heading into the lobby.


Where he promptly burst into laughter and stared. Openly.

Ianto did not have his tie. He did not have his belt. He did, however, have a smug expression and a jaunty whistle as he wandered out of the hotel with two cups of coffee.

He offered one to Jack like he'd expected to see him. (He hadn't) "Coffee, Jack?"