Rose watched him as they shook hands, a small furrow appearing in her brow as she kept her eyes on the Doctor. She felt that same pang of regret that she'd had earlier when apologising for not knowing him, and she wondered just what he knew about her that she didn't. She paused for a second, then laughed awkwardly and took her hand back, ushering the man inside quickly. "Come in, come in, sorry."
She closed the door and walked into the small kitchenette of the hotel room. "How do you take your tea?" She asked as she pulled out some tea bags, throwing them into the mugs and pouring the hot water in. "This place isn't great, but it's not much worse than the flat honestly," she joked a little, looking back to the Doctor.