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[likesthecoat]

The Bar has an uncanny ability to sense when Ianto comes into Milliways to brood: she always asks him to bartend on those days. He supposes this is a good thing: it keeps him from dwelling too much in his own head.

There's nothing wrong with playing to his own strengths, too.

TODAY'S SPECIALS
COFFEE
Vermont Coffee
Gunline Coffee
Newfoundland

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[ostro_goth]

"Greetings, Ianto Jones!" Teja says. "Or am I to say Ianto, instead of your whole name?"

He is leaning by the bar, looking very un-Gothic in jeans, sneakers, and a grey tee-shirt with a Harley Davidson logo.

[likesthecoat]

Ianto blinks at him. "Greetings, Teja. Just Ianto is always fine.

"Whose wardrobe did you raid?"

[ostro_goth]

"I asked the bar for clothes from the future," Teja says, "and I was given this."

Pause.

"What is in these special coffees?"

[likesthecoat]

"They suit you," Ianto says.

"The Vermont has maple syrup and rum, the Gunline has spices and chocolate, and the Newfoundland has rum and a couple different liqueurs. I thought I'd mix things up a bit."

[othercaptjack]

"You know, I'm almost as magically drawn to coffee called Gunline Coffee as I am to today's bartender," says a familiar voice from along the bar. Jack drapes his coat over a stool and sits, smiling.

"I wonder why that could be?"

[likesthecoat]

Ianto smiles.

Catch it quick before it disappears!

"Because you like things that remind you of your glory days on the front lines?"

[othercaptjack]

"Ah, the days of my youth," Jack says, with a chuckle.

"Or maybe I just found a theme that works for me. I'm stuck in my ways already. Is that terrible?"

[likesthecoat]

"I don't know, sir, I rather like your ways."

[callmemajor]

"You know," Lorne says, leaning across the bar like he's imparting a secret, "there are other beverages in the world than coffee."

[likesthecoat]

"There are," Ianto confirms, "but they're not as good."

[callmemajor]

"No," Lorne concedes. "Some of them are better."

[likesthecoat]

"Depends on what you want from it, I suppose. But there are few drinks that have all the nuances and layers of coffee.

"I will serve you whatever you like, of course. I just specialize in coffee."

[beenthenumbers]

Ben walks into Milliways, a very (very) small bathroom behind him. (Fortunately, he is dressed.)

He's obviously been here before, because he looks surprised-and-pleased, not surprised-and-shocked, and he heads towards the Bar. He sees the specials and stops short, though. "Gunline coffee? What's that?"

[likesthecoat]

"It's coffee preferred by people on a gunline," Ianto says. "It's got cinnamon in, and chocolate."

[beenthenumbers]

Ben ponders this. "It sounds good," he says after a bit of hesitation, "but I think just regular coffee sounds better right now." After another hesitation, "What's your very best coffee?"

[likesthecoat]

"Depends on how you define best," Ianto says. "Strong? Nutty? Sweet? The Klingon coffee is very popular with people who like their coffee dark and strong."

[markedcard]

Oh, hey. There's a person behind the counter instead of relying on a sentient bit of wood. Merlin eyes the specials for a few minutes.

"I'll... try a Newfoundland." He thinks.

[likesthecoat]

"It's got rum in," Ianto says as he picks up the coffee pot. "Sound like your kind of thing?"

[markedcard]

"Only one way to find out."

[likesthecoat]

Ianto nods and prepares the coffee, and gives the cup to the young man. "Enjoy."