In her mind, Doctor Who should have been canceled years ago but somehow it was still moving along and while it was still a guilty pleasure for Sasha, she was glad others could enjoy it. The BBC clearly knew where their cash cow was and how to keep feeding it so money and licence fees would still be a goldmine for them. Sasha laughed when he then mentioned their top notch food in front of them, which was slowly dwindling down thanks to their addictive seasoning paired with the lush refreshing taste of liquor. "When I went to school, I cooked my food most of the time. Junk food was eaten sparingly. The portions over in America were gigantic! I did not want to turn into one of them who hobbles around battling obesity with bacon breath." She said proudly. "Although I will say, their McDonald's tastes much better than ours." She added. 

James then mentioned how he tried not to cook, which was no surprise there. She would have loved to beat some common sense into the boys but they had no TARDIS so it couldn't be helped anymore. Sasha was impressed James dating someone who was into Aerospace. That sounded pretty exciting to her. She wished she could have dated someone who could put things into outer space. It was a bit laughable to hear about him and the girl being total opposites. But it was even more of a surprise as to what led to the breakup. Part of Sasha felt a little proud of James for having learned a few things from her, back in the day. "Well there's no way you could stick with someone who causes so much friction, let alone have errors in her paper. You did the right thing." She chuckled softly with him.

"Me!?" She exclaimed.

Of course she wouldn't mind taking credit for the breakup, even if she just found out about it now. "Some people have to learn grammar and punctuation the hard way, I bet she has at least." She smirked. She was sure back in high school, her nitpicking James' papers helped him be a better writer, as it was where he sometimes struggled. In the same regard, he helped her fumble through math and some sciences. She wished she could have used his help when she had to face even higher levels of maths in college but there, she only had to take two courses and she was done forever. That was the happiest day of her life. "Aww thanks James." She smiled when he then mentioned her long hair. It was a real pain to deal with and some pervs back in America often liked to pull on it and try to get her to come over to them. 

Whenever that happened though, she was quick to attack them with her book bag.

A big part of growing up was learning to take care of yourself, your money, your health, your classes and even your safety. While it would have been easier to have someone around to help out, Sasha was glad she went abroad and made friends. It was hard but she was a better person for it. "I do miss my short hair." She sighed and gave some of her side bangs a tug. "You know your hair looks a lot more tame too." She mentioned. "We look like a better pair than when we were younger." She teased him. Of course things were getting a little too close for comfort. Sasha wasn't sure how wise it would be to flirt, even if it seemed to come naturally to them, given their already well established chemistry. She wasn't trying to start anything back up again or absolve herself of guilt.

When she was with James, she had fun and she was happy.

Sasha just didn't want things to get complicated before they found proper footing again. "So uhm...let's get out of here, I could use some fresh air and a party of eight folks looks to be bargin' in here." She gestured to where a big group had just come in, obviously looking to have a good night out. She got up and grabbed her things. When James was ready to go as well, they paid their own tabs and wiggled their way back out the crowded door and down the street. "D'you smell that?" She sniffed the air. "Smells like...Korean food." She nudged him. "Come on, we're following my nose." She grabbed his wrist and tugged him down the street.

After turning the corner, they saw a small park with a few food trucks. There seemed to be some kind of stage getting set up and she wondered if a pop-up concert was in the works. A lot of pop-stores and venues were becoming a tend and Sasha had only been lucky enough to stumble into a pop-up cafe when she was going to school, about two years ago. "We have got to get in on this." She grinned and let go of James and glanced to him. "Whaddya say?" She asked him. A DJ booth was being set up now and so were lights as more people gathered on the grass to check it out. Of course she wasn't sure how this would all go but she didn't mind a little fun, it felt great to be back home again and this felt like a proper welcome back.