Clara blushed as she finished setting the table with their fixed plates. "Thank you. You're looking dashing as well," she complimented, coming up to the Doctor to touch his pretty bowtie before leaning in to kiss him. She, even with her heels, still found herself having to stand on her toes to reach his lips.
"Hmm... lovely," she commented on the two of them. "So, what is it you wish to drink? I haven't fetched anything just yet. I wasn't sure if you wanted tea, wine, water, coffee?" she asked moving to the kitchen to be ready for what he requested.