[RL WITH GWEN AND SULU]

[torchwoodteaboy]

Ianto pulled his jacket closer to him as he walked down the street towards the pub he was supposed to meet Gwen at. He'd gone home to change, and had just thrown on whatever he could find, because it was only Gwen, and let's face it. His head wasn't into looking good. It was still reeling from the fact that Jack, like a bloody child or something, had done something he'd explicitly told him not to do, and had ended up breaking his highly expensive machine that he'd customized himself, by the way. Of course, the damage was minimal, but he needed to wait until the spare part came in, and until then, Jack wasn't going to get any coffee from him whatsoever, even if he ordered out. Ianto wasn't sure how just quite yet, but he was going to try and make Jack regret what he'd done as much as he could.

He knew it sounded a bit juvenile, to work like that, but if that's what it came to, then that's what it would be. The shouting match he'd had with the other man that morning had sent him fuming for the whole day, to the point where he was probably snapping at Gwen more than he should be as well. He'd tried to hide down in the archives and avoid Jack as much as possible, but there was paperwork to be done that required Jack's signatures, and well. At the end of the day, when Gwen asked him if he'd like to go out for a drink, he'd all but cried in relief and heartily agreed. And so, exactly on time for when they'd arranged to meet, Ianto opened the door and made his way into the pub, scanning the crowd for Gwen's familiar face.

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[torchwoodteaboy]

"No, he really isn't, is he?" Ianto asked, shaking his head and chuckling a little. "Honestly, you'd think that considering how long he's lived, he'd've gotten better at these sorts of things by now..." He trailed off as he heard Gwen calling them from across the crowded pub and craned his neck to spot her. He waved back and nodded over to where Gwen had found them a table.

"We'd better go and join her," he said, with a smile. "She's not kidding about drinking our drinks if we don't hurry. She's done it to me before." He wound his way across the pub, planting himself down in a seat. "I see that your talent for vulching tables has proved itself to be useful yet again," he said to Gwen, with a wink.

[parked]

"Maybe it's something that you're just born with," Sulu said with a shrug, following Ianto as he cut through the crowd, taking a seat next to Ianto. He didn't necessarily need a drink or anything, but damned if he was going to let a free drink go to waste. He contemplated asking about the beer Gwen'd gotten for them, but decided against it. "Alright, so... I'm obligated to ask how bad the damage is, exactly, with the coffee machine. Jack wasn't exactly clear."

[protect-them.livejournal.com]

"What can I say? It's a gift."

Chucking, Gwen pushed a beer over towards Ianto, then followed suit for Sulu before tucking into her own. The way she drank it made it pretty clear she wasn't exactly a shy girl when it came to drinking.

"He best not have ended up putting me on instant decaf this week. Not gonna be happy if he did."

[torchwoodteaboy]

Ianto sighed, shaking his head. "He's broken the mechanism that pours the coffee out once it's brewed. The handle came clean off, but he's jammed it as well, pulling on it incorrectly. I'm going to have to replace the whole part of it myself," he said, picking up his beer and taking a hearty drink from it.

"Don't worry about that, though. I'll... I'll just stop by the shop on the corner on the way in, for you and me, until that's done. I can't say that I'll do the same for Jack, though, so. I hope you're prepared for him throwing a fit for the next few days as he goes into caffeine withdrawal..."

He turned to Sulu. "Like I said, he's a child. He's going to be in a mood all week because I'll be ignoring him, and I really just don't have the patience to deal with it right now."

[parked]

Sulu was decidedly more subdued when it came to drinking his beer; he had some things he was going to need to finish up later, and he really didn't do well on paperwork and reports when he was drunk. "Well," he said with a grin and a shrug, "I'd offer to talk to him for you, to convince him that he needs to apologize without being backhanded, but. I'm pretty sure that's not my job, my responsibility or even a possibility." He had a feeling Jack would hate that; before, he might've been able to do it, but now that he was dating Ianto? Yeah, no.