Ianto shrugged, setting the pizza box down on the coffee table and the beers down on their own respective coasters and trying not to acknowledge the fact that he was blushing, since Sulu'd pointed that out. (And yes, he did own a few VHS tapes, but they were in the drawer underneath his TV cabinet. He'd replaced whatever VHS movies he'd had with DVDs, but kept the original copies anyway. He was an archivist, after all.) "Yeah, well... It's worth it. You can't tell me that you've never seen a James Bond movie, even in the 23rd century."

Ianto moved and sat down on the sofa, popping open his beer and motioning at the other to ask wordlessly whether Sulu wanted him to open his as well. "I used to want to be him, when I grew up," he said, with a shrug. "Anyway. Did you pick one?" he asked, trying to ignore the flush spread across his cheeks.