Pandora slid into the seat he indicated, a smile on her lips - she rather liked the reaction she was getting here.
"Thank you, good sir," she said. "And, if you would be so kind... I'd rather like a white wine, the house one."
She'd developed quite a taste for Earth's wines over the years, she had to admit - they were rather wonderful things, far better than the rubbish that Gallifrey's wineries put out.