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Who: Ianto and YOU
What: Coffee. Americano. Espresso. Cafe Latte. Need I go on?
Where: Queequeg's
When: during a slow hour
Notes:
Warnings: Once your character tastes Ianto's coffee, they will be ruined for all other coffee forever.

Ianto let out a breath. The morning rush was finally over, the manager was beaming, and the supply of ground coffee had dwindled as the mess behind the counter had grown. Day after day, the lines out the door had been getting progressively longer as word of Ianto's coffee spread, and Ianto was now fairly certain people were going well out of their way for it. He'd spotted some customers he was sure weren't even residents of Mog Hill. If he ever wanted to take over Baedal, he figured he could successfully pull a Starbucks.

While it was flattering almost to the point of embarrassment, it was also irritating since it dirtied up his kitchen (yes, his kitchen), and dealing with demanding customers wasn't his favorite way to spend a morning. Thankfully, his co-workers were taking out the trash and cleaning the counters, leaving Ianto free to grind more of his special blends in preparation for the next rush.

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Jack smiled, big and wide and all white teeth and impossible charm, because Ianto had said yes, Ianto had said yes and they were getting a house together. "Perfect," he said, grinning. "I'll give them a call tomorrow then. Bank hours are weird, they've probably closed by now, but tomorrow." He glanced around, spreading his hands wide. "We have enough money to start the payments... So tomorrow, this place'll be ours." He smiled wide. "What d'you think of that, then, huh? No more inn, no more sharing with strangers. Our very own house in Flyside."

Ianto couldn't help but laugh happily in response to that wide grin. "We don't have to worry about sharing the bathroom. We can walk around naked. I have room in the kitchen to get a real coffee machine." Not that he believed that would stop Jack from visiting him at the coffee shop when he had the opportunity. Really, he didn't mind.

"We should start packing tonight. If we make it to the bank early enough, we can have keys in hand by evening and we can sleep here tomorrow."