"Right," John said, obviously amused at that little rant, raising a brow at Ianto. "Can't say I see anything wrong with that. After all, ah. If you really love your coffee, of course you want to have more of a hand in it." He was actually proud of himself for being able to accept the geekery - and a little surprised to find that he could sort of understand it. It was just one of those things, he supposed. "There are worse things to be obsessed with, anyway." He grinned, "Violins, for one."

John frowned at the question, mulling it over briefly. He wasn't much of a coffee man, not really. He usually bought the cheapest thing he could find in the market, slapped it in a coffee maker and let the machine do all the work. Really, though. Tea was more his thing.

Clasping his hands together, he shrugged. "I've been told I'm sort of the quintessential Englishman, being that I'm a bit more of a tea drinker. What would you recommend?"