Browsing the supermarket produce section with Ianto, Jack prodded at a lettuce.
“Back in Victorian times, lettuces symbolised cold-heartedness.”
If Ianto was surprised by Jack’s random comment, it didn’t show.
“So if you wanted to tell someone they were cold-hearted, you’d give them a lettuce?”
“Something like that I guess.”
“Bizarre. How about cabbages?”
Ianto nodded sagely. “Sounds about right. Lot of money in cabbages.”
“So, if I were to give you this,” Ianto waved a cucumber at Jack, “What would that mean?”
“That I’m onto a sure thing tonight?” Jack sounded hopeful.
Ianto winked. “Could be.”