Ianto ate another one of his fries, chewing it and shrugging. "Chips aren't usually very crispy in Wales," he said. "They're more... I dunno. I guess soggier and therefore designed for vinegar like this."

Taking his knife, Ianto spread the ketchup and mustard evenly over the top of his hamburger bun, mixing the two together before putting the bun back on the top, picking up the hamburger, and taking a bite. "Mmmm," he said, pausing to chew and swallow before he spoke. "God. This is amazing." Clearly, Ianto had never had a really good hamburger before now.