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[Jack is standing in the square, looking up and around at the City and then back down at the Vortex Manipulator on his wrist.] Oh, come on. You had to malfunction now? I mean you've done it before, but...

[Another few brisk taps at the wristband.] Work! If you don't work, a lovely second in command named Bernard is going to be very disappointed when he's stood up. And seriously, of all the places...

[Another sigh as he looks around him again. No way had he wanted to come back to Earth yet. It had been a couple of months but all that guilt he carried still felt as if he'd only acquired it yesterday. He wasn't ready to be here on Earth again. At least it seemed Earth-like...]

Well isn't this nifty? And convenient... [He spots the device and eyes it for a few accessing moments before picking it up. It's rare that Jack shies away from alien technology so he he instantly begins to fiddle with it. The video comes on to a brightly smiling Jack.] Ah, there we go. Captain Jack Harkness here. [And since he knows his smile is impressive, he nods his agreement with what others obviously must be thinking at the sight of it.] I know.

Seems I'm a little bit off course from where I intended to materialize. Malfunctioning Vortex Manipulator. Anyone care to put me up for the night while I work on repairing it? [A glance to his left at the coffee shop and then an arched brow back into the video screen.] I'll be sure to con you a cup of coffee for your trouble.

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Well now you have company in feeling that way, and might I say it's pretty handsome company to be in.

[He turns back to her finally, flashing a large grin before moving to the kitchen as he listens about the ticking to see if they need to get a coffee machine or not. Priorities, he obviously has them.]

Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news but I'm not sure we can fit a Pterodactyl in this apartment. [Of course he doesn't think of getting a dog or a cat. No, they'd have to find something weird to be a pet if they went that route.]

Ah, but I'm immune to your charms after all these years, Jack.

[Chuckling, she follows after him. A shame he'll more than likely be disappointed when the kitchen has a small coffee maker at best, but that's one of the few rooms that shows signs of any real character in it.]

I would want to clean up after one. Downright messy.

No one is immune to my charms, Gwen. It's a interactive impossibility.

[He's teasing, of course. But he turns around, leaning back against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed over his chest.]

So, you going to get all territorial if I try to liven this place up a bit?

[She can't help but smile at that so sure attitude of his. It's charming, no doubt, but it's so inherently Jack that it's a welcome relief.}

Help yourself. It could use a little livening up.

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