It was a bit shameful that she still wasn't sure what he liked to eat and drink. They had such little communication between them that Hermione wasn't sure if he even knew what her favorite color was ever since the war had ended. It was violet. For a while it had been pink, then baby blue. During the war all she saw was grey and red, smoke and blood. But now she saw a deep purple and it was somehow comforting to her. She liked violet. The name itself was soft and soothing and made her think of smooth velvet drapes and couches. "Alright, great." The witch replied and walked inside when he held the door open for her. The pair were seated quick enough which amazed Hermione since she had been bracing for a bit of a wait since it was the general time for dinner. Hermione noticed Lupin looking around, she assumed he hadn't been out in a while. Having grown up in a muggle household, she was used to most things which witches and wizards might not be accustomed to. For a moment she thought of Ron and the look he'd get when she'd show him old things from her childhood like pictures that didn't move or toys that didn't talk back to you due to enchantments. "Thank you." She smiled wide when he pulled her seat out for her. It was very sweet of him. She had been so close to Harry and Ron that neither of them were really courteous around her. They saw her as a friend more than a female friend which she could understand. Sort of. She picked up one of the menus on the table and looked it over. Her stomach was craving something like a burger and chips. That sounded good. Then again, she wasn't sure if she would want that or something like fried chicken and chips. Hermione looked over and tilted her head towards the ex-professor. "What looks good to you?" She asked him. They could share something if neither of them were confident about being able to eat a portion on their own. As far as drinks went, a milkshake would be a delightful treat. "I think I'll get a chocolate milkshake." It could be a nice reward for the hard work she had done, even if it meant her time turner had to have been put on hold, it was for a good cause after all. "But I'm not sure about what I'll eat..." Her voice trailed off a little as she looked at the menu again, thinking about breakfast now. A good hearty breakfast would be good too. - - - The Doctor's lips curved up in a smile at Rose's comment. The girl then proceeded to fill him in on what he was missing, or rather what he had missed out on. From the sounds of it, they had made an interesting team and that he had also regenerated. that's what he could gather anyway. The man sat down with Rose as she continued to talk, she seemed happy when she spoke of their meeting though in his own timeline, he had seen so much death, so many got left behind or left him and some even died. He could remember every name and face of everyone he encountered, good or bad. And it didn't matter if he only met them for five seconds and moved on to save the day, he still remembered them. Though his adventures were dark and sometimes made for epic storytelling, the Doctor took his life seriously. It was long and twisted, spanning for centuries. He had met some incredible people, everyone of whom was important in some way. Everyone he met changed him and gave him hope for something. He closed his eyes for a moment and remembered his past lives, some of his faces were faded while some were still clear as day as if he was looking into a mirror right in front of him. When he opened his eyes, Rose had stopped speaking and he took the cue to get up and get them something to drink, as well as a snack. "I'll be right back." He told her with a crocked smile and got up, his long limbs moving with him to the counter. He made a simple order, trying to not be too frivolous with Rose's money. He went to sit back down when someone said they'd bring him the order and check in a couple minutes. The Doctor took his seat across from Rose again and crossed his legs. It was so weird, so puzzling to meet someone who already knew him, or another part of him. And yet there was also a medical mystery afoot. Somehow it felt right. "I haven't had a companion in quite some time, i can only talk to the TARDIS for so long." He commented to Rose. "So how did you come into this timeline?" He asked her, it must have been quite a tricky feat. "Couldn't I save you? Or was this intended?" He wondered, his pale face frowning slightly.