She can't help it. She throws her arms around him in a warm hug. "Oh, Doctor. You might act different, and look different, but you don't really change, in the heart... er, hearts of you, do you?"

She pulled back, hands still on his shoulders, and gave him an accusatory look.

"But trainers? Bright red trainers? Really? If anyone can buy shoes, then maybe you should have someone buy some for you."

Besides. No one can shop for shoes the way Lucie shops for shoes.