It was a good thing, Ianto mused, that he’d got into the habit of cleaning out the SUV regularly. Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been any room for passengers, considering the amount of junk that got left in it.
It wasn’t just rubbish, either; there were pieces of equipment, articles of clothing, notebooks… He’d even found a dead alien in the boot one time when they’d been so busy it had accidentally been overlooked.
This was the last straw though.
“Who the hell left a half-eaten hamburger under the driver’s seat?”
“Oops,” Jack grinned sheepishly. “I wondered where I’d put that!”