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Ianto was on his way home when the door opened to Milliways.

(It was meant to be an Indian place. He wanted a kebab.)

He sighs, not really in the mood for socializing, but he has never refused an entry to Milliways when it's come and isn't going to start now.

He gets supper from the bar and sits in a booth near the back of the enormous room where he can eat and spread out his work.

He is not hiding. Perish the thought. He'd just rather not be noticed.

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"Hawaii's always good after a break up," Lorne says. "Sun and sand and half-dressed people of whatever gender you prefer."

"Yeah, if I can get the days off, which is nearly impossible. I swear, if I left for a day I'd come back to find my team buried in takeout boxes and alien corpses."

"Yeah, I know how that goes," Lorne says smiling. "That's what Milliways is for. Not as many half-dressed people though."

"I'm sure that could be remedied with the proper incentive."

[ooc: Hometime.]

Lorne nods. "I'm sure it could. You know, there's an inlet of the lake that's like a Caribbean bay. It'd make a great location for a beach party."

[ooc: Kay.]

"Oh my," Ianto says softly. "That sounds lovely."

"Doesn't it though?" Lorne says, smiling. "I bet it wouldn't be too hard to plan something. Like an end of summer bash or something."

"And just get food from the bar..."

"Food and music and anything else we'd need." And if that far-off look in his eyes indicates he may be thinking of Jack in swim trunks and sunglasses...well...yeah.

"It sounds like so much fun."

He sighs, wishing he could bring his Jack.

"We should do it," Lorne says. "I mean, it couldn't be that hard, right?"

And it might cheer Ianto up a bit to have something to plan. Maybe.

"Can we even do that? Just throw a party?"

"Why not?" Lorne says, shrugging. "It's not against the rules. It's not like we're...changing anything. Just hanging out and having food."

"Yeah, true. Just never thought about throwing a party here. I mean, it's a bar."

"Yeah, but I mean, people live here. It's not just a bar. And bars have parties too sometimes."

"Generally on match nights," Ianto says with a little smile.

"Or Halloween or New Year's..." Lorne smiles as well, happy to see Ianto smiling a bit.

"Well, New Year's. Halloween isn't much of a party in Cardiff."

"No? That's too bad," Lorne says. "Either way, I don't see why we shouldn't have a party here. A big ol' beach party."

"Evan Lorne and Ianto Jones cordially invite you for a day of sunburn and sand," Ianto speculates. "With burgers."

"Exactly!" Lorne says, grinning. "At the Caribbean inlet. Or whatever it's called."

"I think if we say 'Caribbean inlet' everybody who wants to know will know."

"True. And if we put our names on it, they can ask us if they don't."

[ooc: Gotta run to work.]

"Co-hosting a party," Ianto says with a chuckle. "What a way to get over a breakup."

[ooc: Byyyye.]

Lorne shrugs, smiling. "Better than drinking yourself into a stupor and going home with the first available warm body," he says, with the air of someone who's done just that. Possibly more than once.