Ianto was chatting with Jack when Gwen sheepishly approached.
“Ianto? Sorry to bother you, but I need your help if you’re not busy…”
“Again? Alright, I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Thanks so much, you’re a love!” Gwen bounced away happily.
“Aren’t you pleased she values your opinion?” Jack teased, laughing.
“It’s not my opinion that matters! I’ll be right back.”
“What was it this time?” Jack asked on Ianto’s return.
“She wanted my advice on wedding stationery. I’m considering getting business cards printed: Ianto Jones, Wedding Coordinator. At least then I could charge her for my services!”