“I can’t believe Ianto’s correcting our reports and making us re-write them!” Jack whined to the rest of his team as they sat around the boardroom table, busily writing.
“I know!” said Gwen. “He gave me three out of ten for mine.”
“Hah!” Jack was jubilant. “I got five out of ten! What about you, Owen?”
“I got a two,” the medic muttered gloomily.
“So why isn’t Tosh here?” Gwen asked.
“She’s teacher’s pet. Teaboy gave her full marks. And a gold star.” Owen pushed his chair back and stood.
“Where are you going?”
“To hide his fucking red pen!”