“Ooooh, present!” Jack practically pounced on the gaily-wrapped gift, picking it up and shaking it beside his ear. There were some faint sounds from inside, but nothing he could identify. “What is it?
Ianto rolled his eyes. “Put that down, Jack; it’s not for you.”
Jack pouted, but did as he was told.
“Besides,” Ianto continued, “you’ve already seen what’s in it, the same with all the other presents.” He gestured towards the stack of neatly wrapped gifts.
“But I don’t remember!” Jack whined.
“Then you’ll get nice surprises when you help Meriel unwrap her birthday presents in the morning.”