Gray let his mouth drop open in mock horror, then he shook his head and got to his feet, using their joined hands to help her up—well, more use him for leverage if she needed it, but more just…didn’t want to let go just yet if he didn’t have to.

“This is completely unacceptable.” He declared dramatically. This time, he did let go of her hand so he could offer her his arm in an exaggerated gesture of chivalry.

“Madam Doctor? You simply must allow me to escort you to the nearest barista, posthaste.”