They've all decided that it must be one of those coincidental things, or maybe her husband's parents were massive geeks. Either way, he can't possibly be the more famous Clark Kent, because that would be ridiculous.
The conversation is interrupted by an insistent beeping from Tosh's desk, and she gets up to check on it. "Rift activity in Riverside," she reports, all business. "Looks like a small lifeform, maybe."
Jack nods. "Gwen, take Owen and Tosh, track it down. Ianto, where are the stun guns?"
"Packed in the boot," Ianto replies.
The three who are leaving get up and head out with only minor complaining. "Always when we're eating," Owen mutters, grabbing his piece to eat on the way out to the van.
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The conversation is interrupted by an insistent beeping from Tosh's desk, and she gets up to check on it. "Rift activity in Riverside," she reports, all business. "Looks like a small lifeform, maybe."
Jack nods. "Gwen, take Owen and Tosh, track it down. Ianto, where are the stun guns?"
"Packed in the boot," Ianto replies.
The three who are leaving get up and head out with only minor complaining. "Always when we're eating," Owen mutters, grabbing his piece to eat on the way out to the van.