Spending the night with Jack, Ianto found the lube was missing from its usual place. Pulling open Jack’s bedside cabinet drawer to see if it had been dropped in there, he was faced with a most unexpected sight; it was full to the brim with copper coins, some bright, some tarnished and dull.
“Jack? What’s this?”
“Oh, I keep getting those in change but they weigh my pockets down so I just stuff them in there.”
Ianto rolled his eyes. “Tomorrow I’d better bag them up and bank them before the weight makes the bottom fall out of your drawer.”