Sulu went when Ianto pushed him, leaning back so far that he had to put his hands out to keep himself from falling back. His center of balance just wasn't that great when his head was muddled from wine and, well, Ianto. He looked up at Ianto from his position on the ground, unable to keep from grinning at him as he raised a not-exactly-questioning eyebrow.

"So," he said, voice rough, "Like how?"