It's nice, for once, not to be asked "a Doctor of what"--or have it skipped over, anyway. It makes him grin. Something different.

But then there's this little... blip between the introduction and the Doctor's own thoughts.

Look, he sees a duck and he instantly thinks Disney Characters. It's not his fault. He interacts with Earth way too much, and it's sort of been rolling around in his mind every now and then during this regeneration.

He blinks.

"Oh."

Oh, he said that out loud.

But oh.

He knows this duck--at least--at least vaguely. And now it just fits. Missing information, slotted in place. He almost says that's why business speaks to you.

Don't say that, he tells himself.

"It's very nice to meet you," he says, "I'm sure I'll be seeing you around the city."

There. He didn't say anything abnormal.