Jack frowned as he watched Nosy and Dizzy slink slowly and laboriously past.
“Is it my imagination, or do they look a bit… umm…”
“Fat?” Ianto suggested.
“Well, yes, I didn’t like to say it, but they are looking on the round side.”
“You can talk.”
“Hey!” Jack glared indignantly at Ianto.
“You stuffed yourself over Christmas, Jack, and what you couldn’t manage you fed to them. Is it any wonder they’re overweight? How many chocolates did you give them?”
“I wasn’t counting!”
“Well, you’re all starting a new fitness regime. Diet and exercise!”
“You’re a cruel man, Ianto Jones!