Emma smiled when the Doctor put her luggage in the back of his van. In won him points, in spite of what sort of vehicle they would be driving in. Emma, for her part, got into one of the back seats and folded her legs together at the ankle, deciding she wouldn't be a brat during this vacation if she could help it.
Once they were all in the car together and the last of the bags had been packed away, the conversation continued. "I'm in business. Have you heard of Frost Industries?" People who weren't interested in business might or might not have heard the name before. "It's my father's company, a family business for quite some time." A pause. "Right now I'm..." she had to think, "my title changes enough that I can barely keep it straight. Associate director of something or another. I'll take my father's position when he grows tired of working."