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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto is sorting through the bottles in the Astral Bar.  Because of the lack of light he's having to sort by taste, but that's not something he's too worried about right now.

When he manages to find a bottle of high quality whiskey he seats himself on one of the barstools, pouring it into a glass he's already found, tossing it back.  He repeats this a few times before pushing his glass away.  He still doesn't feel any better about this.]

((So.  It's Ianto's 25th... his canon DOB is 19th August 1983.  I swear I'm not just being sadistic. .__.))

Comments

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

Why would you prefer something... stronger? What effect does greater strength have?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It gives you a less clear head for one thing.

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

...and this is a good thing?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Sometimes.

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

In what circumstance?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Depends. I usually have something stronger after a harder day.

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

[......]


[HIS THOUGHT PROCESS SHOULD BE FAIRLY OBVIOUS HERE]

And it helps?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

It usually helps.

[Wait there whilst Ianto weighs up the moral implications of getting a cat drunk. :|b]

...want some?

[prince-stupid.livejournal.com]

...I think that perhaps I do.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[He goes behind the bar, returning with a small bowl he's managed to find. He pours a small amount of whiskey into this.]