"Isn't that what humans play? Pirates and Indians? I can never keep it straight, maybe it's cops and Lion King. Never sure, no matter, you'll have all sorts of fun!" Then he made a face, "He makes you call him Master? Really, seems a bit on the controlling side. Full of himself a bit isn't he? Oh, well, no matter, they all kind of are aren't they? Masters. Not that I can talk, well I can, though a bit hypocritical being a sort of master myself. Still, Willow never call me that. Horrific title. I suppose you can if you wish to, but... no."
The Doctor waved that off and then ushered them both inside, "I had drinks and Rice Krispy squares made, unfortunately I wasn't sure what a Rice Krispy square was... so instead it's black, burnt, and probably inedible. Still! It's the thought that counts, left them on the table to stare at and remember the thought that did in fact count. The drinks are alcoholic, wine really, Willow does seem to enjoy that a bit more than my scotch. There's also less alcoholic drinks, but that's what all the kids do right? Sext and drink and blow bubbles?"