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[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto's borrowed Jack's office, and is currently using his computer as his own personal entertainment system. He's watching James Bond just a little too loudly, and occasionally quoting in sync with the film or eating a Hobnob from a plate in front of him.  On top of Jack's paperwork there are two piles of DVD's-- one for films he's watched/watching (Goldfinger's open on the top), and one for films he's yet to watch.

He's also jacketless, tieless, and shoeless... and far too engrossed in what's happening onscreen to take any notice of what's going on around him.]

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[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[YAY IANTO. Have a Henrietta. Lurking. Curiously.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto doesn't notice. So with a mouth full of Hobnob;] You know, he kills little girls like you.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[alsdkjsd whut. Have the click of a P230 in your ear, Ianto, because DD8 ]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[sits beside him and starts munching on Jelly Babies as he watches]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[PAUSING. And giving him this look.] What are you doing?

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I'm not being very subtle about it, am I?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Still having break time, and thus still dressed in SWAT gear with a light machine gun slung over her shoulder. The sweaty helmet dangles from one hand, and she's still got thick ink smeared across her forehead and looks like the very relaxed aftermath of a hairstyling disaster.]

Seen it a few times, have you?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

A few more than a few. [Grins, then looks back at her.] ...you alright?

[chasingstars201.livejournal.com]

[Light laugh] Yes, I'm fine. Busy day.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

James Bond? Really Ianto [Crosses her arms a split second before she realises that she really isn't herself right now]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

What's wrong with-- [He turns, cutting himself off when he realises he can't put a name to the face.]

...have we met?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Blush] I... Uh... I... [Scowls and forces her Juni voice] Yes, but I was different then.

James Bond is a womaniser and a jerk.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

--oooh, Hobnobs. [Takes one]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Hobnobs are tasty-- so Ianto would be taking one too.]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Assuming there's another chair around, Rose will be sitting in it] Which Bond is it?

[madamemoiselle]

{Well, if you are borrowing Jack's office, Diva wants to borrow Jack!}

Ne, I need to talk to you. You are Ianto, right?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS-- pausing, and possibly giving her a cautious look.] Yep. Why?

[contract_star]

What are you watching?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

You've never seen James Bond?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[quietly amuse Jack is quietly amuse]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto doesn't even see him.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[...wtf is that thing? Aniki comes to take a closer look.]

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Srry, Aniki. He doesn't see you.]

[gerogerodance.livejournal.com]

[Hops hops hops--- and uh-oh balance, balance, need balance-- Eek paperwork and DVDs and all that stuff so totally falling down from the desk, burying a tiny little frogs under it.]

Guahuhh-- gero!

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[jfsajlfdjk D: Not his DVDs! ...or Jack's classified paperwork. Or, you know... Amane. Ianto would be picking everything back up, inspecting it, putting it back on the desk and finally reaching for Amane.] You okay?