The Doctor looked down at his suit, then back up to Jack. "It's comfortable. And I changed my jumper!"

He had a whole cabinet full of different colors of the same suit. It was what fit him, what looked good, and it was easier than trying to go through the wardrobe room every day. He could've probably chatted for ages about his sartorial taste (and his choice of hair products), but they were somewhere new. Talking about this place was far more important.

"Are those Cretonian trees out there?" he asked. He didn't think so, but they were similar.