Vicky pondered the matter again, sitting back and sipping more tea. Tea helped important conversations.
"I like to think I'm reasonably open minded on that front" she said, finally. "A garden would be nice, and I'm sure the animals would love that. Somewhere not too far from work, but not so close it's really busy. I'm not really fussed about specific boroughs or anything, because most of them have their selling points."
She was thinking, for instance, that where she grew up in Chelsea was very nice, although perhaps not as close to work as other places. She didn't want to live *too* close to her family, either. Independence and all that.
"How about you?" she enquired, sipping more tea and hopping off the counter to take a chair.