[RL WITH JEEVES AND WOOSTER]

[torchwoodteaboy]

Ianto and Jack sat on the one stones outside the fountain at the center of the Millennium Center, waiting for Jeeves and Bertie Wooster to arrive. Much to Jack's chagrin, Ianto wouldn't let them wait on the invisible lift for the two men to appear--they were supposed to meet them there, not sneak up on them. It might have fit perfectly within Jack's style, but Ianto liked to be a lot more honest and up front with people, especially with prospective friends.

Ianto secretly wondered if this outing was going to count as a double date. He hadn't done anything like that since high school, or at least early university, but he didn't dare ask Jack. He still was a little wary of the fact that Jack was so much more experienced than him. Ianto liked to know everything he could about situations he was in, but he was finding out more and more that with Jack there were no answers, and though the surprises were pleasant, sometimes Ianto'd really prefer if he knew just what the hell was going on with the two of them.

"Shouldn't they be here by now?" Jack asked impatiently.

Ianto looked at his watch. "There's only a minute until 6:00," Ianto said in response. "I'm sure that Mr. Jeeves won't allow them to arrive any time other than the agreed one." He glanced over at Jack. "Be patient," he said, condescendingly. "It's not like you're ever on time, come to think of it." Jack made a face at him, but didn't disagree that fact.

((OOC: So, I figure the replying order should roughly go Jack/Ianto, Jeeves, Bertie, so as not to be too confusing, considering there are four of them. Anyway, enjoy~! I know I will. 8D))

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[torchwoodteaboy]

"SUV, stands for Sports Utility Vehicle," Ianto informed the man, falling into step next to Jack. "It's our standard mode of transportation," Jack broke in, interrupting him. "Big, black, and full of technology you guys can't even begin to understand." He grinned at them. "It's okay, though--people of this century have no idea either, really."

Jack led them to Torchwood's not-so-secret carpark. "Here it is!" he called out proudly. He patted the car on the hood. "Isn't it a beauty? One of a kind, this car is! Ianto did a lot of the modifications himself. Impressive, right?"

Ianto smiled bashfully. "I try to do my best, sir," he responded.

[callmebertie.livejournal.com]

Bertie's eyes bulged slightly, looking the beast over. "Good lord! It's like the engine car of a train!"

[torchwoodteaboy]

Jack burst out laughing. "Well, sure, I'll give you that," he said, with a smile. "Cars got smaller for a while, but now they're on the rise. They get even bigger, if you can believe it. God, I'd love to see what you guys thought of an 18-wheeler--"

"Yes, thank you, Jack," Ianto said. He didn't want to overwhelm their guests. He walked up the the door, and opened it, motioning to the inside of the car. "Well, hop in, then," he said with a wry smirk. "You'll want to attach your seatbelts, knowing how Jack drives."

"Hey, I am still here, you know! Just because you can dismiss me so easily with the sound of your dulcet Welsh vowels doesn't mean I shut off completely," Jack complained, not losing his smile. He climbed into the driver seat, and waited for everyone else to climb in. "All set to go?" he questioned.

[callmebertie.livejournal.com]

Flailing slightly on his way in, he plopped into his seat. The size of this thing was ridiculous. It must be American. In fact, he was certain of it, if Jack being American was any clue.

Seat belts? Hmm. Must be these straps. He doubted their necessity. But, when in Athens and all that sort of rot...

Seemed simple enough, anyhow.

...

And five seconds later, wincing in pain from the odd angle his right arm had been forced into, he wondered how it was possible for anyone to be as much of a bungler as he was. Really.

His eyes were pleading. "Jeeves? I seem to have gotten a bit tangled."

[torchwoodteaboy]

Jack glanced back at them, before he burst out laughing again. "Wow, Bertie," he said, "where would you be without each other? Not that I'm one to talk. Where I'd be without my morning cuppa joe, I have no idea."

"You flatter me," Ianto said, looking back and smiling himself as he watched the man fight with what they'd consider today to be a simple piece of machinery.

"You know," Jack said, turning to Ianto, "I should try to appear helpless sometime, then maybe you'd be as considerate as Jeeves here and help me out.

"Alas, Jack," Ianto said, a mischievous glint in his eye, "I know you too well. I'd just think you were up to something and then be wary of you for a while." While Jack proclaimed that Ianto wounded him with his words, Ianto himself turned back to the two in the back. "All set now, then, Jeeves?" he asked.

[callmebertie.livejournal.com]

Bertie flushed rather brightly. Helpless? Yes, he supposed he was helpless.

They would be telling him to 'hold still, and don't touch anything' any moment.

Coughing perhaps a touch too loudly into his fist, reminiscent of a disgruntled goat to one's immediate left, he soldiered on. Stiff upper lip, he reminded himself.

"Right-ho!" he said, cheerfully. "Let us be off, so we may make with the cavorting, what?"

[torchwoodteaboy]

Jack turned to Ianto, making a face and raising his eyebrows, before turning off the car and pulling out of the space, speeding out onto the street.

"Jack," Ianto said, laying a hand on the man's greatcoat clad shoulder, "I know it's only a few blocks off, but can you try not to kill us in any way on the way over there, yeah?"

Jack raised an eyebrow again. "You don't hear either of the two in the back complaining about my driving, do you?" he asked, jokingly.

Ianto glanced back at the two in question. "Mr. Jeeves and Mr. Wooster are simply too polite to say anything to you." Jack sped through a yellow light, and Ianto gripped his shoulder harder. "You know that I disagree with your treatment of our vehicle, Captain, sir." Now, that got Jack to listen, finally. Ianto scolded himself for being so manipulative, but using Jack's title nowadays was one of the only ways to penetrate through the man's gold-plated ego. The car slowed down. "Thank you, Jack," Ianto said quietly.

Sorry I just vanished like that. Real life barged in. I guess you're all asleep now...^_^;;;

[callmebertie.livejournal.com]

Bertie had gripped his seat. He was seriously reconsidering his first assessment of the 'seat-belts'.

"Fine, Jeeves." he squeaked. "But if you find anything resembling internal organs laying about, they're mine."

Yeah, seeing as that was posted roughly 4:30 AM here, I was definitely asleep. xD;;

[torchwoodteaboy]

Jack grinned at the reactions of the two in back.He wasn't a horrible driver, but if he could get away with speeding through traffic, why not? He pulled his last stunt of swerving off the road into the carpark, and actually parked it. "It's just a bit of a walk down the street, then, men," Jack said enthusiastically, wrenching the door open and bounding out, and heading in the right direction.

Ianto took this opportunity to turn to the other two and apologize. "I'm sorry about Jack," Ianto said, "he gets a little excited when we go out. He's probably got something planned before he's settled down, so I'm going to apologize to you two in advance." He adjusted his tie, a nervous habit he'd picked up over the years. "Well, then," he said, motioning in the direction that Jack was headed, "shall we?"

[callmebertie.livejournal.com]

Happily, he linked his arm in Jeeves' as it was offered to him. It was a small thing, but it felt dashed pleasant to do this in public without fear.

He was feeling rather soppy about it, actually.

Looking at Jeeves the entire time, he said to Ianto, "No need to apologize for his enthusiasm. I'd rather him buzzing about like a bee than treating it like a chore, what?"

[51stcentury]

"Well, I suppose so," Ianto said.

Jack continued ahead of the other three men, his greatcoat billowing out behind him as it was wont to do. Cardiff nightlife buzzed around them, and as they approached Jack's supposed destination, Ianto became more and more wary of exactly where they were. Wales is fairly gay friendly, so Ianto hadn't discouraged the other two from linking arms. But this part of Charles Street...men linking arms was innocent in comparison.

Ianto recognized the club right before Jack announced with a flourish and a rather mischievous smile, "here we are, boys!"

Club X, the front of the dance club read, Cardiff's Premier Gay Club. A Polysexual Venue, another, smaller sign read. Out front, a various assortment of people (men, women, trans, drag, etc.) stood waiting to get in. One man turned at Jack's voice, and gave him an approving look, before turning back to the door.

"Jack," Ianto said, his voice dripping with disapproval. "Are you quite serious?"

[callmebertie.livejournal.com]

At first, his eyes only bulged slightly as he gaped a bit at some of the people in line. When he got snapped at in return, his expression switched to a nervous smile. "Those are marvelous shoes." he managed.
In response, he first got a slightly suspicious look, which quickly converted to a grin. They gave each other a friendly nod.

Turning his attention to Jeeves, he patted him on the shoulder. "Just think of it as a fancy-dress party, Jeeves. Actually, I wonder if we're overdressed. Besides Ianto, we're the only one's in suits. And then, we're the only two in evening attire." Seeing Jeeves looking even more distressed, he hastened, "It's only an evening, Jeeves! An evening at a fancy-dress party."

Staring for a moment at the bum of one gentleman attired in tight red shorts, he muttered, "I bet you feel silly for the fuss you made over that lime green tie, eh, Jeeves? It could always be worse."

[51stcentury]

As they stood in line, a certain group of drag queens started to become very interested in the well-dressed gentlemen behind them. "Ooh, love the waistcoat," one crooned at Ianto, while another piped up "Give me a man in uniform any day--I'll show him what a real lady's like" and proceeded to whistle quite loudly at them.

"Jack..." Ianto said again, this time more of a growl and a whine mixed into one. Ianto hated places like this. He wasn't really even alright with the fact that he lo--was sleeping with Jack, let alone the whole "gay" subculture. It was a bit too much.

Jack looked at the three other men growing more and more uncomfortable in the line, and finally burst out laughing. "You guys are too much," he said, putting an arm around Ianto and the other around Jeeves, leading them out of the line and back out to the street. "You need to lighten up, you know," he said, "those reactions were too priceless."

"Yes, hardeeharhar," Ianto said acridly, elbowing Jack in the stomach--not hard, but enough to get him to let go of both Ianto and Jeeves. "Pull a stunt like that again, we'll leave you to walk back."

[callmebertie.livejournal.com]

His expression was blank for a moment, as he processed this new information.

Then he brightened. And began to chuckle.

"Ah, so that was a prank, eh? Just wanted to see how we would react? Well old top, I'm amused, but I think I'll have to tell you on the strongest terms not to pull anything like that on my Jeeves again. Or you'll face the consequences!"

His tone was light and cheerful, but he was quite serious. Placing a hand on his valet's shoulder, he whispered for Jeeves' ears alone, "I know what you're thinking, Jeeves. I recognize that look. Hold off on thoughts of revenge, unless he does it again, eh? Then, I won't stand in your way, what?"

[torchwoodteaboy]

Jack was starting to calm down from his antics. "It's up there," he said, waving his arm in front of him down Charles Street.

"So help me god, Jack, if you even think of leading us to Minskys--" Ianto began, but Jack cut him off.

"No, no, no," he said, chuckling. "Even I have more class than that. No, we're going to Oceana. They're having one of their specialty nights--Classics. 40's through the 80's, or something like that. Don't really know specifics, but I figured those two," he said, nodding towards Jeeves and Bertie, "would rather enjoy it."

Ianto raised an eyebrow, blinking, before nodding. He actually had no objections to it, so he motioned for Jack to lead on. "No more pranks, Jack," he warned, to which Jack replied, "Yessir!" and saluted. Ianto just shook his head and turned to the other two. "Sound good to you?"

[callmebertie.livejournal.com]

"So, a bit of a nostalgia evening, then? I've been to a few parties like that! 'Gay nineties' theme, that sort of thing. It will be a bit queer going to a nostalgia bash in which the theme is the time I come from. A bit before my time, rather." He leaned onto Jeeves a bit, wearing a cheeky grin. "We'll blend right in, eh, Jeeves? Maybe we'll even recognize a tune or two!."

[torchwoodteaboy]

Jack was too far ahead leading on to hear the comment from Bertie, but Ianto cleared his throat at that comment. "Er, the 1940's through the 1980's--this past century, actually. After all, it is 2009. So, really, it's a bit after your time. Like...a glimpse of this world's version of the future, yeah?"

Ianto looked at the expression on Bertie's face at that. "I think you'll actually rather enjoy it. You both are music connoisseurs, I've heard, which is great. You'll be able to appreciate it more that way, yeah?"