The Tenth Doctor was looking at her. "Well better than being a grumpy old man isn't it?" He grinned. He knew he had been grumpier in his earlier regenrations. He was trying to not blush more. He was still surprised nothing had happened upon meeting his future self.
He didn't want any paradoxes.
"I'm not red in the face." He insisted.

The Eleventh Doctor was looking at them. "I drive fine, even if River tells me I leave the breaks on. But I like the sound the TARDIS makes then." He said. He was looking at them. He huffed a bit "Ah in the TARDIS, I hope so."
He looked around "The flowers seem interesting."