Good thing she was nearly a foot shorter than him. It made it easy to go under his arm and into the shop. She smiled sweetly at the host and requested a table for two, thrilled at the idea that the booth was away from everyone so they could actually talk. She sat down across from him, hands folding together over the menu as she asked the waiter for a water.

Then she looked at the Doctor. It was easy to miss the sad look in his eyes if one wasn't looking. Clara had thought she helped turn that look around, but it seemed like she only succeeded in only making it worse. It made her dart her eyes down for a moment and toy with the menu on the table before she worked up the brave to look back at him.

"You can ask me anything, you know." She said and smiled at him. "Especially if it is anything about what happened."

He had to be curious. Didn't he? Maybe not in the sense of being thrilled or learning something new, but, she had been in and out of his timeline like a leaf on the wind. Clara saw things and knew things that she shouldn't have known. Didn't he want to know what she saw or what she learned about him?