Martha had little time to prepare herself when the doors opened to a very smiley and unusually – in her eyes- dressed Timelord; she let out a surprised laugh. He was certainly different, very very different and his other self hadn’t been lying about the curly hair. “Yeah, I’m Martha.” She let out in a breath; admittedly she was a little overwhelmed and remained that way as she was led inside.
“Wow.” Martha looked around with wide eyes, “it’s so different!” She laughed again and looked toward The Doctor, a bright grin in place. It all felt so surreal but when he gestured at the tea she attempted to calm herself down. “That’s brilliant, thanks.” She smiled again and headed over to the table, everything was bright and cheerful and it was even more noticeable in comparison to the city outside, Martha hadn’t had a lot of positive things happen to her since arriving so really it was a welcome relief to finally have something good happen.