Sebastian's abrupt changes in subject couldn't help but remind Oliver of someone else who was prone to doing that. Thankfully, this meant he was used to dealing with it, and he smiled faintly at the memories it brought to mind. "You mean, H.G. Wells? War of the Worlds? I bet he'd be thrilled. I should ask the Doctor sometime; he's probably met him."

He turned back the way they had been going, then glanced at the position of the theatre, followed by the position of several other visible landmarks. "You know, we're a little off. The kitchen's just over that way--you can almost see it!" He pointed helpfully before heading off in the direction he had indicated. "Shouldn't be long now. Oh, you are a fan of chocolate, right? Because you're really gonna love this."