Ianto raised an eyebrow at Sulu's comment about being 21. Honestly, he couldn't remember if he knew that that was how old the other was. After all, he certainly acted pretty mature, for the most part, although that could be the military training and discipline through fencing and whatever else he had taken lessons in that was just making him seem older than he actually was. Ianto'd think about it later, though. Right now, he was standing with Sulu's hand around his, and he didn't much care how much older either of them was than the other, just that they would actually be doing this soon.

"Yeah," Ianto said, "we could go. I mean, if you don't mind. We don't really need reservations, or anything, it's not that kind of a place, but. I'm sure it'll fill up more the longer we wait, y'know? I wouldn't want to have to wait in a line for this, or anything. I mean. If you're ready to go now, that is..." He couldn't imagine why the other wouldn't be ready to go, but he felt that it was only fair to ask, anyway.