I’ve come to the conclusion that I feel about Ianto Jones the way Cecil feels about Carlos.
If Telly cuts Ianto’s hair you’re going to put a hit out on him?
If Telly cuts Ianto’s hair, I will kill him myself.
It’s because he was jealous of Ianto! Sweet, perfect Ianto.
Poor Ianto has the flu and Steve Carlsberg (that jackass) filled in for him. Owen nearly choked to death on his unacceptably dry scones and the notes he took at the staff meeting were atrocious. It took Ianto three hours to sort through the bad grammar and the confusion resulted in six casualties.
And can we talk for a second about how Steve Carlsberg thinks that “beyond the government” means that Torchwood should TAKE OVER the government? As if my Ianto—clever, clever Ianto—would take part in such undignified anarchy.
I heard Steve Carlsberg even brought Myfanwy the wrong sort of chocolate. Who on earth tries to feed white chocolate to a pteradon?
It messed up her digestive system for days! And did he apologize to her?!?
Of course not!
It was all “She’s a prehistoric creature, Ianto. She doesn’t have feelings.” And “White chocolate is still chocolate, you didn’t specify.”
Of course he wouldn’t have specified! EVERYONE knows what pterosaurs require at least 70% cocoa to keep their serotonin levels at peak efficiency.
White chocolate isn’t even real chocolate.
What a jerk.
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