"Yeah, alright," Ianto said, sipping his wine, nearing the bottom of the glass, and nodded. "I'm lucky to have you here, then," Ianto said, tipping back the rest of the wine and leaning forward, putting the glass down on one of the coasters on the coffee table in front of him.

God, he'd...had a bit more to drink than he'd really anticipated having done in the first place. Not that he was drunk, but. He was definitely more than a little bit comfortably tipsy. Tipsy enough to sit back and continue on talking. "Who knows. If you enjoy it, then you might even get a repeat performance," he said, unable to help the little smirk that came with those words, there.