Judging by the expression and tone, Rose could almost be certain that her story wasn’t going to be bought but being truthful wasn’t an option. So she was going to try her hardest to sell it. "You don’t believe me do you? I stepped off the bus and slipped on the sidewalk." And that was as much as she was going to go with for now. The psychic paper that remained in her pocket was going to be a final worst case scenario. One that she was hoping wouldn’t present itself.
Los Angeles…Well she had off shot a little, but at least it was Earth. America. It was somewhere that in all her travels, even with the Doctor, she had never seen before. Rather interesting. Though she didn’t respond right away, giving it some thought. Wasn’t there a Torchwood overseas? She didn’t remember. Not that she knew much of her own world when it came to that. "Ah, no, no movie stars for me..." It has just slipped out without much thought, "I mean I’m more interested in the landmark sights. You know the Hollywood sign and other things." She gave the woman a small smile, while tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.