Val

[im_torchwood]

There had been a flurry of activity on the solstice, but everything had died down. Jack had stopped monitoring and turned off the alerts. It was a beautiful day. Too beutiful to think about work.

"Hey," he said to Val, smacking the door jamb to get the man's attention. "It's too good outside to be cooped up down here. Fancy getting some lunch with me?"

He already had his coat on, ready to go. He reached in the pocket and pulled out his keys, jingling them.

"Come on, you know you want to."

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[hollow_moon]

"This time of year there's a lot of shellfish," Val replied thoughtfully. "Steak, always. The new chef is french, so I imagine there'll be some French delicacies on the menu as well," he added, smiling as they cruised through the countryside.

[im_torchwood]

"That sounds so good. I wish I could eat everything. All of it," Jack said. He had a tremendous appetite and could probably devour anything put in front of him, but what he was really interested in was...

"We should eat dessert first."

[hollow_moon]

"Oh? Alright, lover, whatever you desire," Val chuckled, nodding as the club came into view up ahead.

[im_torchwood]

The grounds were well manicured and the club itself was a posh building of grand architecture. Jack, who was no stranger to the finer things in life, was duly impressed nonetheless.

"Be careful, Val. I could get used to this," he said, flashing a smile as they pulled to a stop for the valet to take the car.

[hollow_moon]

"I'd be more than happy to spoil you," Val assured him, before handing the keys off to the valet and offering Jack his arm.

[im_torchwood]

Jack took his arm and headed inside.

"Yeah, I could really get used to this," he said, taking in the opulent decorating and classic architecture. "I'll be your arm candy every night."