Monster. Dan nods. Okay, cool, he can roll with that. He's seen plenty of monsters. People, really, twisted and malformed by death and corruption and whatever else. Best not to think about it. Focus on the monster that this woman claims to have seen.

He doesn't doubt her. Not in this place. Not even if he were home.

"I didn't see any- just the bottles. What do they look like? I can keep an eye out." There's not a hint of humoring her at all.

He smiles, letting go of her hand, and gestures to the seat across the table from him. "But if he's gone, you're welcome to sit. I just ordered some lemonade, if you'd like some. I'm new in town and I'd love a few insider hints, Rose Tyler."