Sulu grinned and ducked his head, laughing a bit at the idea of Jack having trouble with anything, and then not letting anybody forget it. "I just won't touch anything in the kitchen. Then, I've got nothing to worry about." After all, he wasn't too good with cooking in his own time - in Ianto's, he was probably hopeless. Sandwiches, he figured, weren't a great gauge.

"I try not to make an ass out of myself, anyway," he said, looking back up at Ianto before checking the water level. It definitely wouldn't be much longer, but he knew why Ianto wasn't getting ready to undress; it was the same reason he wasn't. He knew that once they were in the tub, everything would probably go fine, since they were fairly good at dealing with situations once they were settled, but... First, yeah, they had to be awkward. With an internal sigh, Sulu resigned himself to the fact that this was going to be more than a little strange, and decided to start getting ready for the inevitable. Reaching for the hem of his uniform top and undershirt, he pulled them off without thinking any more about it. They'd have to go at some point, anyway.