Sulu was just as good at keeping up with Ianto as Ianto was at cleaning up, and so together they made short work of the dishes they had to take care of. "I'm not much of a sports guy," Sulu admitted mildly, "Not the kind people like to sit around watching on a Sunday night or anything. But... you know, like you said. A movie might be good." Really, just so long as he and Ianto got to relax and eat something actually worth eating tonight, he'd be satisfied. Television and pizza just went hand in hand - or, at least, it did for Sulu, as far as they still had television. He didn't care what they might watch; it was the experience that mattered.
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