Owen looked over at himself. "Shoot Doctor Copley? Even if he is a bastard with a gun at the time, he's still brilliant. I was hoping no one would get killed, actually." He took a sip of his coffee, closing his eyes in pure bliss a moment. It wasn't quite as good as Ianto's coffee, but it was coffee, and nectar of the gods. "Doctor Martha Jones, from UNIT. A friend of Jack's, apparently."