[Ianto knows to be expecting the Doctor, so when he hears the knock at the door he rises and goes to answer it. Smiling politely, he stands back and opens the door wide to allow the other entrance to the house.]
Please. Come in. Do you drink coffee, Doctor? [He hopes so. It's always nice when he can charm people with his coffee magic, as Jack likes to put it.]
[Undoubtedly! Ianto is a gracious host, and Eight is probably one of the most polite guests he's had over. Hell, he's one of the only guests he's had over. Congratulations, Eight.
Ianto moves to take the Doctor's jacket from him, seamlessly going to hang it in the entryway before motioning him down the hall towards the kitchen.] Well. I can guarantee you'll enjoy this one at least. [He reassures with a smirk. The kitchen is nice and tidy - obviously Ianto's domain - and there's a seat waiting for the Doctor to sit down in as Ianto makes his way to his coffee machine.] It'll just take a moment. Do you take cream or sugar?
[Eight does of course settle down into a chair, looking around at the kitchen with a grin. Yes, this is definitely Ianto's place. He can't imagine how much of a disaster it would be if Jack was in control of it.]
I've heard about your coffee, I believe. If I remember right, Jack has quite thoroughly extolled it's virtues. And, ah...a bit of both would be wonderful, thank you.
Yes, well. He does that. [Ianto replies with a blush, turning away
from the Doctor for a moment to keep his dignity intact as he switches the
coffee machine on.]
He claimed it to be the best coffee in the multiverse at one point,
although I'm not sure how he would know, but. I do enjoy the compliment
nonetheless.
[ Eight finds it hard to read Ianto's lips when the young man turns away, but he's not about to let on about his hearing problems. Not to anyone. Not even his brother knows about it yet.
Still, he manages to get a few words out of what he says, enough to make him chuckle. ]
If I knew, I'd tell you. Sadly, Jack is a bit past my time. Or possibly thankfully. I may be a lot older than most people, but I don't think I could keep up with that man's flirting.
[Really, Eight. Of all the people, Ianto is the least likely to go
spreading a secret of yours around, should he find out about your hearing
loss. At the very least, he would be sympathetic and not turn when he's
speaking, so really you would benefit yourself, but if you must.]
I'm not even sure that Jack himself can keep up with his flirting,
although he does a fair job of it. [He turns back to the Doctor as
the machine sets about its task of warming up and grinding the
beans.] I manage somehow.
[Sadly, it's one quirk the Doctors all have in common. Keeping things hidden. Everything is fine, really! Nothing wrong. There's never anything wrong, except when everything is wrong. He just doesn't want everyone to shoulder his burdens.
Eight laughs and shakes his head at Ianto's comment, though, just thoroughly amused at Jack's existence in general. One of the strangest and most interesting human beings he's ever encountered.]
Well, more power to you. The man had me at a loss the first time we met.
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Please. Come in. Do you drink coffee, Doctor? [He hopes so. It's always nice when he can charm people with his coffee magic, as Jack likes to put it.]
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Eight nods -- politely of course -- and steps inside, slipping his blue leather jacket off.]
Not often, but I do enjoy a cup now and then.
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Ianto moves to take the Doctor's jacket from him, seamlessly going to hang it in the entryway before motioning him down the hall towards the kitchen.] Well. I can guarantee you'll enjoy this one at least. [He reassures with a smirk. The kitchen is nice and tidy - obviously Ianto's domain - and there's a seat waiting for the Doctor to sit down in as Ianto makes his way to his coffee machine.] It'll just take a moment. Do you take cream or sugar?
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I've heard about your coffee, I believe. If I remember right, Jack has quite thoroughly extolled it's virtues. And, ah...a bit of both would be wonderful, thank you.
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Yes, well. He does that. [Ianto replies with a blush, turning away from the Doctor for a moment to keep his dignity intact as he switches the coffee machine on.]
He claimed it to be the best coffee in the multiverse at one point, although I'm not sure how he would know, but. I do enjoy the compliment nonetheless.
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Still, he manages to get a few words out of what he says, enough to make him chuckle. ]
If I knew, I'd tell you. Sadly, Jack is a bit past my time. Or possibly thankfully. I may be a lot older than most people, but I don't think I could keep up with that man's flirting.
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[Really, Eight. Of all the people, Ianto is the least likely to go spreading a secret of yours around, should he find out about your hearing loss. At the very least, he would be sympathetic and not turn when he's speaking, so really you would benefit yourself, but if you must.]
I'm not even sure that Jack himself can keep up with his flirting, although he does a fair job of it. [He turns back to the Doctor as the machine sets about its task of warming up and grinding the beans.] I manage somehow.
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Eight laughs and shakes his head at Ianto's comment, though, just thoroughly amused at Jack's existence in general. One of the strangest and most interesting human beings he's ever encountered.]
Well, more power to you. The man had me at a loss the first time we met.