“What’re these?” Jack gestured at the stack of colourful magazines.
“Holiday brochures. I thought we could go away for Christmas this year. We’re not really needed at Torchwood these days, it would be good to get away for a bit,” Ianto explained.
Jack flipped through the brochures.
“You want to spend Christmas in Australia? Why?”
“Because I never have. I want to know what it’s like to have a Christmas barbecue, laze around on the beach and for once not freeze my arse off in wet, windy Cardiff.”
Jack thought about Ianto in shorts and smiled.
“When do we leave?”