“Damnit!” Jack cursed, trying again.
Ianto rolled his eyes. “Told you it would be too wide.”
“The measurements are always a little off.”
“Not these days they’re not; everything’s very precise.”
Jack stepped back, glaring at the alcove as if it was to blame for being slightly too small. “But the new bookcase would look perfect there!” Suddenly his expression changed. “I know! All we have to do is take it apart again, cut a centimetre off all the shelves, and put it back together. Then it’ll fit!”
Ianto closed his eyes. It was going to be a long day!