The Doctor turned. He felt a faint smile tugging at his lips as he surveyed the girl who'd just appeared behind him. If there were any rainbows around here, they were probably jealous of her colours.

"The pink ones are my favourites," the Doctor said, "I'm not sure what they're flavour's supposed to be. Would you like one?"

He held the bowl out to her. "I'm the Doctor, by the way."