Jack was fixing Ianto with his fiercest glare. “This is ridiculous.”
Ianto was unphased as he pinned the schedule to the board. “Oops, did I do that?…Oh well, everyone else has gone for the night.”
“I’m not cleaning up after the pterydactal every night for the next two weeks.”
“Well Gwen is on vacation with Rhys, Tosh did it last time, Owen and I have each had a turn.” He gave Jack a smile. “The shovel is in the cupboard, sir.”
Myfawny gave a cry from somewhere up above them. Jack turned a baleful eye in her direction as Ianto made a swift and silent exit.