He grins again, and generously decides to elaborate. "To be honest, I was really there on business. There'd been rumours of something that sounded suspiciously like Daleks in a theatre in Manhatten a couple of years previously, and so Torchwood sent me in under cover to do a scout out. Never saw any, though - which was a relief!" A tiny shudder, because he's never not going to be scared of Daleks, after they killed him that first time. "So I just got to spend a very pleasant few months instead just singing and dancing, and banging Cole Porter!"