John was being very polite about his reactions, but Ianto knew how the tourist office looked, and so he could tell that there was definitely a bit of hesitation around that. He steeled himself for anything at that moment, really. At least maybe it would be a little better once they were inside. Ianto had to spend enough time in there by himself, he'd at least tried to make it a little better than what it'd looked like when he'd first arrived, which had been. Well, pretty horrible, actually.
"Yes, well," Ianto said, thinking of something, anything to say to cover up the fact that that was sort of the point... "People get lost by the docks, too. Most of the business we get inside are people asking for directions, really. The Plass is kind of a really big attraction, and when they've exhausted what there is to do around that, people end up here looking for their next destination, I suppose."
Upon reaching the door, Ianto stepped forward, pulling out his keys and moving to get the door unlocked. At least maybe it would be a little less uncomfortable when they were inside? Maybe. Not for the first time, Ianto wondered what the hell he was doing at the moment. "Here we are," he said, opening the door and flipping on the lights to the little place. "It's not much, but it does the job," he said, hoping that John wouldn't take one look at it and head for the hills.
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Date: 2010-10-14 05:15 am (UTC)"Yes, well," Ianto said, thinking of something, anything to say to cover up the fact that that was sort of the point... "People get lost by the docks, too. Most of the business we get inside are people asking for directions, really. The Plass is kind of a really big attraction, and when they've exhausted what there is to do around that, people end up here looking for their next destination, I suppose."
Upon reaching the door, Ianto stepped forward, pulling out his keys and moving to get the door unlocked. At least maybe it would be a little less uncomfortable when they were inside? Maybe. Not for the first time, Ianto wondered what the hell he was doing at the moment. "Here we are," he said, opening the door and flipping on the lights to the little place. "It's not much, but it does the job," he said, hoping that John wouldn't take one look at it and head for the hills.