"I expect you came through a door, like everyone else," Ianto said dryly, looking up from his scrutiny of the latest interesting addition to the buildings of the town. It looked like his coffee machine, except in the Cardiff office. Well, as close to the Cardiff office as the projection came.
"It may sound a bit odd, but where and when were you before you ended up here?"
He rested one hand on the counter, the other curled around the knife in his pocket as he watched the woman, waiting for an answer.