"Oi! Kissing is perfectly hygienic!" It was a lie, of course, but a flustered one brought on by the sudden and unexacting prodding of his love life. The Doctor covered up the fact that his ears were slowly turning an interesting shade of red by pretending to occupy himself with his tea. Oh, but this woman already knew how to push his buttons. Further still, she was managing to make him like it.

"Oi!" he replied again, his flustered brain unable to come up with anything better, "it's completely true!"