"I would love that," he says honestly, as they make their way up the road. "I'm sure that my travels could easily bring me through your fine town again."

Especially when the trip was short and just a step through the doorway.

Doc feels the first few drops of rain as they're nearing the lake, and he stops, pausing to shrug himself out of his jacket and then offer it to her.

"Just in case," he says, with a smile.