"Yeah, I found that out," said Martha, thinking about the Empire State Building. Even that New York was still bustling and frantic, even more so than London. But at least there weren't Daleks, here. Yet.

She was a bit taken aback at the sudden introduction, because Americans were always throwing personal details around like candy at a parade, but she'd learned how to take that with a grain of salt, out in space and time. "Martha," she said, and shook the girl's hand. "It's okay, I'm sorry to have asked you twenty questions. Just...I hadn't spoken to anyone else yet. It's been a really, really long day."