"Oh it's been pears for years now." Yes, because that's a helpful explanation.
"Interesting. Maybe I'll just have to do a little poking and prodding...at some point. When my ship can help, possibly."
"Okay. Good. Good plan. Dinner at your house. We should work on that plan. A dinner plan. Almost a dinner party, I suppose, with four of us." He smiles, as he catches Rose's eye. "That would be lovely. Right now, though...I, er, that is...Rose, can we...you and I, we should go. Talk. And stuff." He looks back at the boys. "I hope you don't mind."