"I agree. I think the last time was...sushi?" She thought about it a moment before shrugging and walking into the kitchen. She picked up the kettle, shaking it and hearing no water, went over to fill it in the sink. "We need to try and make more time together! I mean...I feel like we're practically family!" She looked at him and grinned, not thinking of the implications she may have made.
"Well more people should dress like you. You look really nice." She grinned, setting the kettle on the stove to heat. "And not to worry about the wine! Let me make you a cuppa tea. Please, have a seat!" She gestured to a chair, kicking it out with her foot as well. "I hear we might have something in common now with our dreams, yeah?" She glanced at him, interested to hear what he had dreamt about. It was so strange to think of the family relations that were happening and the connection to the dreams. Rose couldn't help but blush when she thought about the feelings she was beginning to feel for her Doctor. It was strange to think that it might apply to Troy.
She turned and opened the fridge, hoping he hadn't seen. "So you've dreamt of me, huh?"