Rose's tips tonight had been substantially lower than average. She'd been preoccupied with thoughts of the Doctor, and she'd made more than a few mistakes. Hawke had eventually offered to let her go home early, and Rose took her up on it. Of course, home brought its own set of challenges.
Rose had stayed with Tara--the TARDIS--the night before. Liam had come when she drunk texted him, held her hair back and stayed when she asked.. But she hadn't been in a place to talk, or even think, really. Now they were going to have to talk.