John hadn't exactly been expecting a secret government agency for space rocks or... little green men (that was probably racist, wasn't it?) in this coffee break of his, either, so at least Ianto wasn't the only one out of their comfort zone at the moment. Small graces, and all.
He saw Ianto's wince at the words coming out of Jack's mouth, and John took a moment to process the whole thing. He opened his mouth, then shut it. Scratched the side of his head.
Finally, he said. "...You deal with aliens." He knew that was exactly what Jack had said, and, well. Compared to the ghost ship, the drunken bar full of community members, and the crazy things he saw with Sherlock? It really wasn't that surprising. But still. Everyone he'd talked to, they'd all been, well, from Earth. Or, some version of it. So it would take a few moments for it to sink in.
Idly, he said again, "Really does explain the tourist office being so dingy." He glanced at Ianto, "No offense, the interior's fine." Ever the gentleman.
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Date: 2010-10-19 10:55 pm (UTC)He saw Ianto's wince at the words coming out of Jack's mouth, and John took a moment to process the whole thing. He opened his mouth, then shut it. Scratched the side of his head.
Finally, he said. "...You deal with aliens." He knew that was exactly what Jack had said, and, well. Compared to the ghost ship, the drunken bar full of community members, and the crazy things he saw with Sherlock? It really wasn't that surprising. But still. Everyone he'd talked to, they'd all been, well, from Earth. Or, some version of it. So it would take a few moments for it to sink in.
Idly, he said again, "Really does explain the tourist office being so dingy." He glanced at Ianto, "No offense, the interior's fine." Ever the gentleman.