He opens his mouth and declines to mention the whole mess with Amelia Pond and the twelve years and the two years because he did manage to get back in time to save the universe, so he does suppose that counts for something. Eagerly, he fishes out the new key from his pocket and tugs her gently with him as he hops and skips, clicking his heels together as he takes a left turn, spins, and then corrects so that he takes a right.

"Here we are, then," he says, opening a door that leads down the hall to the first floor guestrooms. And, temporarily, the TARDIS. He unlocks the door, but doesn't open it yet.

Instead, he stands with his back to the door, brimming with the boyish excitement of a child eager to show off his brand new toy. "Geronimo," he whispers, giving the door a kick with his heel and tumbling inwards to his beautiful, sexy girl.