Lucrezia can hardly stop her laughing, though she keeps herself quieter now, leaning in to meet him halfway before Spike distracts him. Maybe she should have made him wait outside. She settles for a kiss against his cheek instead, reaching a hand to place against his neck, her thumb tracing lines along his jawline. The poke gets more giggles out of her, and she places a hand over her stomach as if to keep him from doing it again.

"Train station?" She isn't sure she knows what he's talking about, somewhere crowded certainly. "But this one means to stay for a while, and he has a present for you."