"Have you ever thought that the whole Jack and Ianto thing is a little strange?"
Owen looked round at Gwen and Tosh.

"Not really. They're happy together."

"But do you never think "They might have had sex where I'm working right now.""

"No." Gwen looked at Tosh. "That's just you and your dirty mind."


Owen glared at Gwen and Gwen smiled back. Tosh noted this mild flirtation as she did every day, waiting for Owen to get over her. And Dianne. She was praying for her turn, even if it ends in this... flirting across the office, mild insults and avoiding contact like the plague. She looked at Gwen and wondered why it was so many men were attracted to her. She was pretty, she supposed, but not beautiful. Her hair was shiny, but it looked a bit silly at times. 

And yet, she had Owen, Jack and Rhys wrapped around her little finger. Who did Tosh get? A lesbian alien, determined to destroy her workplace and possibly planet, if she had chance. And yet she still thought about Mary. All the little "what ifs" piling up in her head. That was the problem with Torchwood. No best friends. No time for a diary. And, at least in her case, certainly no time for partners.