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[othercaptjack]

[OOC: A little while after this.]

"--So that's four for chinese, one for pizza because he's difficult and- wow."

Jack stops short as the door swings open, taking in the warmth and noise of the bar. That's new, that's...

Perhaps not entirely unexpected.

"...Or I could bring something back from here," he continues to himself, holding the door

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[likesthecoat]

"I think I could go for some Klingon coffee," Ianto says, mild as ever.

[othercaptjack]

Jack shrugs, coming further in.

"Gets my vote. God, the use I could have made of this place if..." he breaks off in exasperation.

"Let's just go for that coffee."

[likesthecoat]

Ianto raises an eyebrow but leads Jack to the bar silently.

At the moment he's pretty much following Jack's lead. It's a bit unsettling, having him 1)back 2)recently dead (and then not-dead) and 3)talking about going out to the movies.

So. Lead. Jack's. Yes.

Mun is just happy she can finally use this icon in context.

[othercaptjack]

"Hi honey," Jack says quietly, when they get to the bar. "Coffee, please? Klingon. Thanks."

Then he turns around to lean against her and face Ianto.

"So," he begins, sounding suitably awkward. "Guess we have all the time we need to talk, now."

[sorryimatwat]

"First of all", Owen declares from his seat by the bar, "I am not difficult. Second, you'll never get a pizza better than here."

[othercaptjack]

Jack just pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Well, get it yourself then, Dr. Helpful."

[sorryimatwat]

"Harper", Owen corrects sourly. "In case you forgot my name."

[othercaptjack]

"I wasn't gone that long."

Oooh, guilt. Fortunately, Jack's lying habit means it doesn't show.

[isaysimplewords]

Here's someone who has no comment whatsoever on Jack's recent extended absence. Cal dislikes Jack for completely different reasons! Which are similarly not Jack's actual fault.

He's pulling on his jacket in preparation to go home when he spots Jack, and offers a polite nod. His previous determination to be flawlessly polite in all his dealings with his doppelganger has in no way diminished.

[othercaptjack]

Oh hey, randomly pissy and emotionally distant twin!

Jack blinks at him - wow, yeah that's still weird - then grins.

"Hey there, Cal," he says brightly.

[isaysimplewords]

Cal doesn't miss a beat in mirroring (so to speak) the brightness right back. Sometimes he doesn't realize he's taking conversational cues from another, and sometimes it's a very deliberate approach.

"Hi, Jack," he smiles. "How've you been?"

[othercaptjack]

He shrugs amiably.

"Oh, you know," he says. "Canon. Running around Cardiff, getting shot at a lot. You?"