fracturedrp | Grand Opening

When: December 31st, 2011 (Wibbly!)
Who: Ianto Jones

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Where: The Vortex Cafe - Venice Beach, CA

What:

It was finally that time when Ianto felt the cafe was ready and there was one way to open it, to open it on a popular night for a party crowd that loves to either drink or get stoned. New Years Eve was perfect for that and they will all be clambering for a chance to try to sober up a little bit.

There was swing music playing from a band that he hired outside and everything was just prefect. There would be no 'coffee' drinks that had little to no coffee in them in this shop. He's sure the fine people in California would love it this way. He's there in a suit and tie, he's not about to give them up and a cup of Blue Mountain in his hand. It was perfect and he's excited to see if his friends would show up. He knew they would. He wanted Jack to be proud and he was proud of the diner that he turned into a cafe.

So with the key in his hand he went to go open the cafe doors for the first time to the public. "The cafe is now open."

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"Don't be. Please." The last thing Liz wants is someone's pity. Not that she truly thinks Ianto pities her but sorry won't fix it. "Maybe we're just...not meant to be married. He lost the ring, the wedding didn't happen like we'd hoped and...I donno."

Liz smiles a bit at the idea of musicians. "That would work. And maybe open mic nights, things like that. Then there could be badly done Shakespeare and it wouldn't be your fault."

"If the ever day comes." She says bitterly before Ianto taps her. Liz takes her cup of coffee and follows along after him, not questioning. Some fresh air might be nice.

"I just wasn't thinking." Ianto feels horrible and he shakes his head. "You're meant to be married. So its not going to be Vegas. You'll find something that will make it worth while in the end. You deserve something better."

He laughs a little bit. "No karaoke nights please. I'm not about to hear drunken freaks sing along to Lady Gaga."

"It will come." Ianto takes Liz outside and he goes to put an arm around her to give her a hug. "I'm going to make sure that I'll be there too."

"I liked...Vegas." Liz admits with a tiny smile. "It would have been nice." She's still not used to Owen spoiling her the way he does, even a year later. "Simple, easy...just wake up and go get married and spend the rest of our lives together. There's nothing better than that." That's her idea of a fairy tale ending, really.

"Oh c'mon. It'd be funny." Liz teases, grinning as she does. "You ever gotten Patrick drunk? I mean...really drunk. I bet that guy can sing like nobody's business."

The hug throws her a bit. She knows Ianto isn't a touchy kind of guy, but she leans into the hug regardless, savoring the affection when she can get it. "You have to be there." She insists. The idea of just running off and eloping has crossed her mind more than once but Liz couldn't do that. She needs the people she cares about there for one of the most important days of her life.

"So...what's out here?" She's curious. And nervous. You never can tell with Ianto. He's sneaky.

"I liked the idea of Vegas myself. I never was there before, well I suppose I'll make it something for Patrick and I to do one day," Ianto goes to grab a pad and he writes down on it. 'Visit Vegas'. "So you want the simple wedding? I like the idea myself to be honest with you."

He thinks and he blinks. "Come to think of it, I've never gotten Patrick drunk. Well I've never seen him drunk before. Jack can sing exceptionally well, so maybe it's a trait shared with that face of his."

No Ianto, just doesn't give people hugs out of the blue and he does feel very sorry. But Liz has become a best friend, well more than a best friend but like a sister. "I'll promise you that I'll be there."

"I just needed to get away for a bit," Ianto's tone is honest, and he eventually lets go of Liz. "Its a little too crowded right now."

"I donno..." Liz looks down when he asks what sort of wedding she'd want. "It's just a wedding. It doesn't really matter in the big picture but...yeah. It's supposed to be the happiest day of my life and I'd rather it be simple and happy, you know?"

Liz smirks. "We need to go out. You, Patrick, Owen and me. We'll make Red watch the baby or something. We have to get Patrick to karaoke."

"Good." Liz lets go and smiles at Ianto. All the people here are special to her, but Ianto's different. He understands her better than most and he's more like a brother to her than even Hellboy has been.

Liz snorts at Ianto's excuse to get outside. "Well, shit. Here I thought you'd never want to leave that place." She teases as she smiles at him. "It's amazing. You're really doing it, your own shop. I'm so proud of you."

"We could always have it in the yard of my house. It's big enough and it could be a suitable location for a wedding. We can even serve drinks out of those bloody red cups you brought me." Ianto knows it's to be the most important day of Liz's life outside of having her son. He purses his lips together and he puts a hand on Liz's shoulder. "It will work itself out in the end."

Ianto's eyes go wide and he listens to Liz. "No. Okay. We'll get Patrick drunk but please don't get Owen to sing anything. We can go to Vegas again. We can let Jack watch Robbie for a change."

"It's important to me. Still its the people inside of Torchwood that matter most to me. I've hired fanatical coffee buffs so I can leave this place be." Ianto laughs a little bit. He looks back at the shop with a smile on his face. "I know. Its something. Its a lot more than my old tourist booth."

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