"Why should I be nice to eye candy here?" John crossed his arms over his chest and looked a little like a scorned lover and a child. Both he was good at acting like at times.

"So what's this? You ask me here to tell me what? That you and pretty boy here are shaking up together? I could have done without that, thank you."

He didn't even reply to anything Ianto said, why should he? John knew in one swift moment he'd lost Jack, and to Ianto of all people. He wasn't a happy man.