Ianto throws him a glance out of the corner of his eye and leans in to give him a playful shove with his shoulder. Not too hard though -- he wouldn't want him to spill his soup, this is his bed too after all.
"Excuse you, I can be sweet when I want to be," he replies, offering John a little mischievous smirk in turn. "All I need to do is just bat my eyes and offer them a pretty smile. 'Of course, ma'am. It's no trouble at all, sir. With pleasure.'"
He may not be a classically handsome man like Jack, but he knows how to flaunt the charms that he does have.
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"Excuse you, I can be sweet when I want to be," he replies, offering John a little mischievous smirk in turn. "All I need to do is just bat my eyes and offer them a pretty smile. 'Of course, ma'am. It's no trouble at all, sir. With pleasure.'"
He may not be a classically handsome man like Jack, but he knows how to flaunt the charms that he does have.