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As usual, Ianto is sitting at the bar with a cup of coffee and his diary.

If one were to peek over his shoulder, one would see the words, "Today is my birthday" written at the top of today's page.

But one wouldn't do that, would one? It's terribly bad manners.

[tags of smallness: Maj. Evan Lorne, Billy Kaplan.]

[ooc: ~~Work-relate slowtime in effect.~~]

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A few stools down the bar there's a teenager playing a nintendo DS. It's making irritating electronic noises, combined with the bapbapbapbap sound of a stylus.

Not exactly an atmosphere conductive to journal writing.

Ianto glances up a few times. Not that he's writing much anyway.

"Could you turn that down, please?"

Bapbapbapbapbap-VICTORY MUSIC. Satisfied, Billy clicks the DS closed and looks up, a little sheepish.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize you could hear it."

"Yes, as I'm not deaf," Ianto says dryly.

"The bar's pretty noisy, though," Billy points out, perhaps a little peevishly.

"With people talking, not with--" He points to the boy's toy. "That."

It's a DS. Do not insult the DS, Ianto, you'll look terribly old and unhip. "Sorry," he repeats. "Didn't meant to interrupt."

We scoff at hip.

"No harm done," Ianto says.

Owen would mock him.

"I don't think I've seen you around? I'm Billy."

He'd mock Owen right back.

"I've been around for a few months now. I'm Ianto."

"I'm new. Just got here a few days ago." Beat. "Where are you from, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Ah, welcome to Milliways, then.

"I'm from Cardiff, Wales. 2006," he adds, because Years Are Helpful around here.

Billy's probably doing well that he knows where Wales is, don't expect him to get Cardiff. "New York, 2006. Earth 616. It's taking some getting used to."

"What does Earth 616 mean?"

"Um." Ooh, ask a tough question, why doncha? "Within my ... world?, there are mulitple parallel universes that people have traveled to. 616 is the designation of the universe I live in."

"Wow," Ianto says. "I've never heard of such a thing, and I knew about parallel worlds already."

"We probably aren't from the same world, then," Billy decides with a shrug. "Does your world have mutants?"

". . . not that I know of. We have aliens, though."

"You'd know. We have aliens, too, though," The last is said with a private grin.

"Cool aliens?"

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