“So there’s an invisible rat somewhere in the Hub?” Jack asked Ianto, frowning.
“According to Owen.”
“I suppose we’d better look for it then.”
Gwen stared at Jack, aghast. “How are we supposed to find something we can’t see?”
“We could set up humane traps,” Tosh suggested.
Jack nodded. “Do it.”
Looking thoughtful, Ianto went over to the open cage and stuck his hand inside; feeling around, his fingers found something warm and fluffy.
“Don’t bother searching,” he called to the others. “Owen, next time check the cage before starting a panic. Rats know home is where their food is.”