[Suddenly, there are posters appearing all around town! They are on your house, on all lampposts, in all the shops, everywhere
The Doctor is going around town plastering every surface with these posters. Where did he get all of them? That is a true mystery indeed. But if you approach him, he will happily shove one or five into your hands]Ah,
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Not exactly Van Gogh, is it? I'm guessing art isn't one of those 'great Time Lord skills'.
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Now, be a dear and put these up.
[hands her a stack of posters]
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on his face]
You really think this is going to help? Even if they could somehow recognise the TARDIS from this picture, it's not like a big blue police box is that hard to notice in America. You'd think someone would have said something by now.
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Donna Noble, you never change do you?
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[She grins, obviously joking, and nudges his side.]
Oh, come on then. Had a job handing out flyers when I was younger, shouldn't be that hard to pick it up again.
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[he beams at her]
Back in business then, The Doctor Donna!
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[She gives him a rather bemused glance.]
Taking after the Ood now, are ya? Well, as long as you don't start calling me ma'am.
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[he grins back at her]
Oh come on, Donna, despite the handsome new face, I'm still much older than you. You should be calling me "Mister".
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[She rolls her eyes at 'handsome new face'.]
Yeah, well, if the whole 'time-travelling alien from Mars' thing didn't convince me of your real age, your fashion sense would have. Mister Bowtie.
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