[His lips quirk into a slight smile, and he mimics the pause.] Well, Miss Amy. Pond, as far as I'm aware, I'm William Herondale. I'd always imagined the women in my dreams to be intimately familiar with me, and I them, but then I never imagined that I'd be dreaming of a city such as this.

Or that the women in my dream would tell me I was 'really, really stuck'.