"Well, that's been my assumption, yeah," Rose doodled a finger in circles on the table. Clearly: that was not the worry plaguing her.

She grinned and pulled up when he ordered a malt for himself though. "You know... I don't think I've ever seen you drink," she admitted coyly. "Whenever Jack an' I went out on the town, you just got banana smoothies -- and the one time you said you got a banana daiquiri, I'm not sure it wasn't a lie to confuse the enemy."

Not that she was plotting anything, nope.