Chasing Jack around the Hub, shouting “BANG, BANG!” as he ‘fired’ his gun substitute, took Ianto back to his childhood. Jack, not to be outdone, had grabbed a banana too, and was returning fire, although as usual he was cheating.
“Hey! No fair! How come you have a machine gun and I’ve only got a pistol?” Ianto glared at his banana in disgust.
“I’m the bad guy.”
Finally tiring of their game, they collapsed on the sofa.
“One good thing about this type of gun,” Ianto commented.
Peeling his banana, Ianto took a bite. “They’re edible.”