To do that she'd probably have to get the hang of skating first, which...wasn't looking too likely.
The Doctor helped Amy to the edge of the pond, where he had laid out an epically tacky, eye-blindingly gaudy knit blanket down on the log. It was the cutting edge of fashion back on Halgon and one of those hideous souvenirs that kept popping up no matter where you tossed it.`The Doctor patted it, indicating Amy should sit down.
"Right, so! Food. Lunch by now, at a guess," the Doctor patted himself down for the food, reaching deep to his elbows in his pockets. "How are things?"
He peered at her. By things he meants "at home", "with Rory" and "has anything happened that doesn't involve Twitter?" all rolled into one.
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Date: 2012-10-28 05:21 am (UTC)The Doctor helped Amy to the edge of the pond, where he had laid out an epically tacky, eye-blindingly gaudy knit blanket down on the log. It was the cutting edge of fashion back on Halgon and one of those hideous souvenirs that kept popping up no matter where you tossed it.`The Doctor patted it, indicating Amy should sit down.
"Right, so! Food. Lunch by now, at a guess," the Doctor patted himself down for the food, reaching deep to his elbows in his pockets. "How are things?"
He peered at her. By things he meants "at home", "with Rory" and "has anything happened that doesn't involve Twitter?" all rolled into one.