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Olivia found herself giggling at his references, not really things she would have expected but it was nice to see someone she went randomly off with would have a sense of humor much like hers. Then again she was an adult and allowed to do any sort of adult things she’d want to do. But something she would have to keep in mind is that she shouldn’t do anything to make him mad; if he decided to leave her somewhere she… well she would be very stuck. Something in the pit of her stomach told her she wouldn’t have to worry about that too much; something just told her that he and she would be able to get along decently; decently if not well.

Nodding as she looked around, she made sure to acknowledge his correction of information. “A tetrahedron.” She repeated to instill it into her memory. Everyone back at Oxford would think she was crazy; then again most people wouldn’t believe that she’s encountered other species and traveled back in time to see the Globe Theater in its shining glory. Oh yes she’d sound like a crack pot like the people shouting on the corner here in 1599, but she would know the reality of it. Maybe she could find another form of proof about this to back it up in the future that she was from. Maybe, just maybe. Right now all she could do was take in the fact that they were wondering streets that would/could never been seen by someone in her time unless they had a time traveling leader to take them there. As far as she was considered, this was bloody brilliant.

A grin moved across her full red lips, spreading to show her pearly white teeth. “Of course.” She responded to his statement about exploring… or was it in response to trusting him? Who knows, well Olivia knows but she wasn’t going to say which one. Their walk took them through some more streets and people than she would have imagined at this time of night and the area. Then again during this section of history, people didn’t have much of a concept of ‘time’, so maybe… whatever time of day it truly was, wasn’t considered late. Her gaze wondered as he went on talking about the great man and his work they were going to see tonight. Nodding her head they continued on their walk; while she was paying full attention to the Doctor, she was still taking in everything around her, memorizing the looks, smells and sounds of everything. It wasn’t until he mentioned something about food that her stomach began to rumble. “Food sounds brilliant. Aren’t you just full of ideas?” She said playfully as they started towards the muddy little back road.

When he began to sniff, she followed his lead in an attempt to figure out exactly what he was referring to but sadly, she had no luck and decided it was best to follow his lead. “Lead the way.” She said suggestively as they started down the road again. It wasn’t like she’d have much of a say in it anyway. What was she going to suggest? Let’s go bang on everyone’s door until we find something that smells good and ask to be invited to dinner. Nah, letting him drive the ship seemed to be the best option. Plus no one could ever turn down a good pie, especially when it’s made when everything was fresh! It didn’t take long for the sweet aroma to fill Olivia’s nose as they got closer and closer to the destination. Soon echoes of “Mmmmm” left her as he pulled open the door to their establishment of choice. His manors with a flourish of playful gestures made Olivia smile to the point she actually gave a play curtsey in response before entering ahead of him. It was nice to see that ‘gentleman-like-gestures’ didn’t just revolve around ‘man’ but all kinds of… kinds.

It wasn’t long before they found their own perfect ‘hole in the wall’ corner where they could see everything yet not been seen by many, a typical sitting arrangement for Olivia and surprisingly, the Doctor seem to feel the same way. A polite smile moved across her full lips as the bar maid placed two large glasses of ale in front of them and wondered off. Picking up the glass she took a sniff of it. Her noise wrinkled at the scent but it wasn’t in a negative fashion, it was in a ‘this is a new smell’ fashion. Huh, this is going to be interesting. Raising her glass in response to his, she stated her own ending to it. “And a brilliant adventure.” With that they clanked their glasses together in agreement and took a drink. It was warm, which was unexpected and judging by Olivia’s expression, she wasn’t expecting something as worm as she got, even with the realization that her handle wasn’t cold, it still wasn’t expected. “Oooohhhh…” She responded as she pulled the glass away from her mouth after swallowing. Her face scrunching together as if all of her facial features had a sudden magnetic pull towards her nose as her eyes closed and she shook her head left to right sharply for a moment. “Oh, I forgot how much alcohol is in classic drinks.” With that she took another drink, a lot smaller than her last one.

When the bar maid dropped off the food at the table, her hazel eyes went wide in shock. That was a lot of food, a LOT of food. Reaching out, she picked up the butcher knife that came with the slab of meat and began to cut herself off smaller pieces. It was stunning to see them just hand over such a knife to people but this was a different time and place. After placing a couples pieces of the meat onto her plate she took up a piece of the bread and took a bite with pleasure. It was delicious! Incredible really and the look on her face said it all. Though following his gaze to see the apples and pears being cut on the dirty bar table didn't sit to well with her and it, in fact, made her make a self note not to eat any of the fruits in the bar. They may not have chemicals in their food but at least they knew of a thing called a cutting board.

Her attention was suddenly pulled back to the Doctor was he asked her one question... Than another... And another... And another....a few more, wow. Her eyes went wide as she attempted not to laugh through her bite of bread as he apologized. A small shake of her head and a wave of her hand was the best she could get out that it was okay before swallowing. "It's quite alright Doctor, I too am someone full of countless questions and have a habit of spitting them all out at once." With that she continued into answering his questions. "My life isn't all that amazing; school, my little loft, studying and sleep. That's normally it. If I have free time that isn't held up by sleep I like to do more studying. I have this unexplainable drive to learn." Her voice seemed to turn more passionate as she spoke. "I believe everything and everyone has something to teach and it's your choice whether your want to learn or not." A small shrug lifted her shoulders as she finished off the bread and swallowed, "I also think it's important to learn from the past but not get stuck in it. You're supposed to take the lessons of the past and apply them to make a better future." Another shrug lifted her shoulders, "at least that's how I feel."

The mention of her family caused her to break her gaze from the Doctor and look out to the empty pub that had wondered into. "My family isn't my favorite topic, I don't come from the best of homes." A small sigh left her ass he turned her gaze slowly back to him, "I love them like everyone loves their family but, I'm happy tone out and proud to have gotten accepted to Oxford. As for pears..." She began, her face lightening and her tone changing at the change of topic. "I'm not a fan of them, pears or green beans." She stuck out her tongue and shook her head. "Yuck to both." A small laughed escaped her, "No pets and the only thing I'm allergic to is..." She leaned forward towards him, as if it was supposed to be a secret, "morons." A small playful giggle escaped her as she leaned back in her seat and smiled at him was her hands picked up a piece of meat.

"Your life must be more interesting then mine." She began before she dove into her questions. "Is a time machine common among your people? Is it for everyone or is it a right-of-passage item? What's your home planet like? Is it different from earth? What was your first experience visiting earth? Did it come to be what you expected? Do you visit earth often? What's your favorite time period? Can I buy something while we're here? Or is that a bad thing to do? Oh poo I don't have any money from this time period." In order to get herself to shut up, she shoved a piece of the meat in her mouth before chewing and swallowing. "I'm sorry, it's not often that I sit with an interesting alien in 1599 England eating a slab of meat cheese and bread in a pub before going to see a Shakespeare play. I'm sorry I'm babbling."