The Doctor had been waiting for only a little while, and there was a half-empty cup of tea on the table in front of him as well as a plate with some crumbs on it that suggested he hadn't been too worried about waiting. He smiled broadly as the Vulcan approached, sharp eyes picking out details about him.

"Hello! Yes, I'm the Doctor, and you're Spock, isn't that right? Sit down; would you like some tea? Something to eat?"