[ How's she meant to answer that? She just shrugs, and it's almost comically suspicious. Then right back on tack with the name conversation she's become totally determined to have. ]

Oh, right, yeah - Jonathan. You named after family then?

[ She's already running out of stuff to say. How does the Doctor manage to go on and on for ages like that? What would he say? ]

I um, I always - well I always liked being a Rose, but still, might be nice to have one'a those... longer names...

[ This is not going well. She glances at the door and bites her lips, praying that the Doctor will come back through it and save her from accidentally telling someone they're stood in a time machine. ]