"Do you-" He cleared his throat and watched her carefully for a moment before deciding that NOT watching her was probably a bit more suave. "Do you go out to eat often?"
His head snapped up, though, when she mentioned the stroking and he swore his voice might have squeaked just a little when she used the word fondness. "For the stroking? It's been 900 years, TARDIS. I've learned a bit on where to stroke to make you behave."