"You still love me," she claps back, poking her tongue out like the child she absolutely is. Honestly, she loves these little trips with Penelope, but it can get tough at times. She's just so perfect, and she doesn't even realize it. "Come on, cheer up, Germany's brilliant. Bit too trafficky, for my liking, but it'll do nonetheless. Ireland's much better, though, have to say that," she pauses. "You said that already. But where are we going? Come on, love, I'm starved. You haven't let me out of your sight all day and we haven't been near a single food place," she huffs. "I think I might need more than two or three pints."