After a run of his fingers across the screen, pulling up a few different galaxies layered on top of galaxies, he turns to Kenzi and clasps his hands. "No, I'm totally Doctor. As Sirius gets to be a dog sometimes." And boops her on the nose. Harry Potter jokes will never get old no matter what century.

"Yes, yes, you get to pick! Anywhere, any place, any time you've never been or want to go or might not have even heard of!" He's beaming suddenly, a brighter and much more vibrant version of the crotchety old man she's gotten so used to in her time with him so far, as he expands one of the planets on the screen like it's a fancy phone, and sweeps his hand across it again to make the monitor cycle through moons, stars, a variety of newfound places (among some ones she'll recognize).

This is his favorite bit. This is always his favorite, favorite bit. "Kenzi." His face tugs into a lopsided grin. "Please do me the honors."