Owen has tried to avoid taking any pain medications for it and while they're 'Torchwood' brand meds its still not worth it. In other words he would rather have a drink.

There's a scrunched up face and Owen just stares at Liz. "Of course I did. I always make sure to bring plenty of extra underwear when we go on these trips."

Owen tries to limp and he laughs. "I'll balls it up. I can just say I'm on leave, so I can bloody get married. Maybe we'll run into a priest who can agree to marry us."

"Its war time. Its not exactly the safest place, sure we don't have German tanks on British soil but bombs are always a bitch," Owen finally gets into the old car and he takes a look at it. "I want to talk him into taking this car back with us." He finds the key under the floor mat and he winces as he sits himself back up slowly.