IANTO
"Yeah I bet..." Ianto commented at both the glare and the thanks, smirking and turning back to the griddle so he could turn the bacon and check on the eggs.
He found plates and cutlery pretty much just by rifling around in cupboards, as well as the scones from the bakery, arranging everything so it was ready (and, of course, putting out an extra plate for Ronin, because it was his house after all). He snorted and grinned over his shoulder as Remi spoke.
"You remember it badly," he remarked. "If your giant lion ass can sprawl comfortably in it, I'd say it was more than ample for little old us." He winked. "The offer is open, if you fancy it."
He found plates and cutlery pretty much just by rifling around in cupboards, as well as the scones from the bakery, arranging everything so it was ready (and, of course, putting out an extra plate for Ronin, because it was his house after all). He snorted and grinned over his shoulder as Remi spoke.
"You remember it badly," he remarked. "If your giant lion ass can sprawl comfortably in it, I'd say it was more than ample for little old us." He winked. "The offer is open, if you fancy it."
where are your gods now
