Ianto sat, eating his chips, thinking about it. Souvenirs... How would he explain away something from America in his own rather Spartan room? It would have to be something that wasn't quite obvious, something that he could just shrug and say that a friend gave him. But. Even to just have that one thing, and know how he got it... It'd be fairly spectacular, really.

"Yeah, alright," he said, with a bit of a smile. "Dunno what I might find, but it's worth a shot. Could always get...I'm not even sure. Nothing that'd stand out too much when I'm from..." For all he knew, even mechanical pencils were complicated now.