Sulu took a moment to undo his seatbelt and open his door, climbing out and quickly moving to the sidewalk to avoid oncoming traffic. That was the last thing he needed to do, get hit by a car. He was admittedly pretty proud that Ianto didn't seem to be as freaked out by his driving as he had been at first; he was sensitive about how well he handled flying in general, so it was good to know he wasn't just boasting for the hell of it.

"I've got a place in mind. It's mostly American food, but there're some alien dishes that you might like too. C'mon, we'll head over there."