Liz helped put away things from their picnic, as well. Clara didn't seem surprised that Will looked a mess, but it was obvious that Will didn't understand how he could possibly need a bath. She was finished putting things away and folding the blanket again - though she imagined they'd want to fold it - when she got a very specific thought from Monty. She smirked and looked at him out of the corner of her eye. I think I can make that work she mentally replied. Liz held out her hand to him and lead him back to the guest room.

With the door closed, she felt more comfortable talking out loud. She locked it, just in case Will got done with his bath and decided a visit was needed. "You are a mess," she teased, getting a good look at Monty. Maybe now - or after he was clean - they could discuss children a bit more.