The Doctor waggled his eyebrows suggestively, taking full advantage of her little slip of the tongue. "I'll bet you do, Rose. I'll bet you do," he teased, each word coming out in an oddly seductive manner.
But then he'd taken her arm and started to half-march, half-skip toward the door. "Alright! Allons-y!" he grinned as if they were about to embark on a rather exciting adventure. "BYe-bye, old girl. Get some rest. No decorating," he insisted, petting the side of the TARDIS before pulling the door closed behind them.