Ianto shook his head, making a face. "You know, nothing you're saying here is making anything about that sound any more appealing at all, really," he said. He smiled at Sulu bringing it back to Jack's cooking, though, as the main topic of conversation. "Yeah," he said, "I... Jack's made some pretty interesting dishes, but I wouldn't call any of them sketchy, or anything. I mean. He's making them with ingredients that I have around the flat, so I know that there's nothing I wouldn't eat going in there, or anything."
"There isn't going to be anything too surprising about this, either," Jack said. "It's just pasta." Which they did have, when Jack grew up. Some things never got old, after all.
Ianto gave Sulu a pointed look. "Just pasta, he says," Ianto pointed out, making it obvious that 'just pasta' isn't going to be what Jack will eventually serve at all.
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"There isn't going to be anything too surprising about this, either," Jack said. "It's just pasta." Which they did have, when Jack grew up. Some things never got old, after all.
Ianto gave Sulu a pointed look. "Just pasta, he says," Ianto pointed out, making it obvious that 'just pasta' isn't going to be what Jack will eventually serve at all.