Andrew scowls; the comment on his intelligence stings more than it might have stung the actual Doctor in his place. he's caught on now, though; it's only a question of whether this new Doctor will feel more stupid if Andrew corrects him now or if he lets him go on thinking he's talking to his own past incarnation. Andrew would so like him to feel stupid.

"Well, I can tell you I'm in Manhattan now," he says, opting not to lie but not to help him out, either. "Not my fault if you're too thick to notice what's under your own nose."