Jack grins even wider, shaking water droplets from his hair and taking a strategic step back. Oh, look. Room to move and a better view for Ianto.

He strips... efficiently, but not exactly in a hurry, with an air and deliberation of movement that suggests he's done this many a time before and knows what looks good on him, and not just awkward.

It takes talent to take socks off without missing a beat like that.