Clara hasn't felt like she's had a female friend like this since Sabine died, and so Caitlyn's offer actually fills her with a warmth that has nothing to do with alcohol. She's shied away from making friends, tired of losing them, but slowly that wall is coming down.

"That'd be brilliant. You're a good friend, you should know that." When they finally make it to Clara's door, she smiles brightly at Caitlyn. "Guns and coffee. That sounds like a good morning, yeah?"