[72]: Banana phone!

[charmandsmiles]

[apologies for the spam, but Nine here cannot resist the urge to break out into song...]

Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring
Banana phone
Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring
Banana phone

I've got this feeling
so appealing
for us to get together and sing - SING!

Comments

[onlyanapple]

...

There are no words.

[charmandsmiles]

[headdesk] I can think of a few. In several languages. Stupid bloody castle made me sing, Crowley. With the Dalek.

[onlyanapple]

I did notice. Told you that obsession would get you in trouble one day.

[charmandsmiles]

Think it's put me off bananas for the next few hours.

[onlyanapple]

Don't you mean 'minutes'?

[charmandsmiles]

Hush, you.

[onlyanapple]

Make... [Stops in his usual retort, there. That won't end well for either of them. So, for the first time ever, Crowley actually hushes when asked to]

[charmandsmiles]

[ohai, feeling guilty about that, and munching on a banana. so much for a few minutes. >>]

[onlyanapple]

[What was that, Nine? A few seconds? Have some worried finger drumming.]

[charmandsmiles]

[have some more quiet munching, Crowley, he is fishing around for something to say that will not end in awkward]

[onlyanapple]

[And so is Crowley. After a few moments, he finds something]

That was less than a minute. With the banana.

[charmandsmiles]

[pauses, and chuckles a bit] Alright, I lied. Not even a Dalek can put me off bananas.

[onlyanapple]

I win. I don't even think a banana epidemic, in which bananas were the sole source of a deadly virus which gave you a slow, painful death would put you off bananas.

[charmandsmiles]

Nope! I'd just find a cure.

[onlyanapple]

Of course you would. With your top lab and top scientists.

[charmandsmiles]

You mean my TARDIS and my selves?