when I say Earl Grey, you say yes please
Who: The 5th Doctor, Galadriel, and Arwen
What: A pleasant low tea and some private discussion
When: Sunday evening
Where: The Zero Room, Five's TARDIS, Room 1102, Cair Paradisa, Paradisa
Rating: I doubt this lot will get any saucier than PG.
The Doctor was never one to turn down a request for help - and certainly never from someone who he'd decided he could trust. So when Lady Galadriel had remarked upon her need for a private environment, away from prying Castle ears, where she could speak with her granddaughter, he'd almost immediately offered the use of the Zero Room.
Now there was simply the matter of making it presentable and comfortable enough for the situation at hand. He'd spent the morning bringing in a pair of comfortable wicker chairs, and the little low table he'd been fond of keeping in the Console Room for company, before the TARDIS had reconfigured herself. Once everything looked habitable enough, he set about the business of preparing a proper low tea. He didn't know much about Galadriel and Arwen's culture, beyond the glimpses he'd seen in the Lady's mind, but as far as he was concerned, he saw no reason why a nice, polite tea would be objectionable to anyone. Within a short while, he'd either prepared or wished up the proper accouterments - he'd never been able to make watercress sandwiches to perfection - and set everything out upon the table. With the kettle on low, and everything else in order, he strolled back out to the Console Room, then waited patiently outside the TARDIS for his two lovely guests to arrive.
What: A pleasant low tea and some private discussion
When: Sunday evening
Where: The Zero Room, Five's TARDIS, Room 1102, Cair Paradisa, Paradisa
Rating: I doubt this lot will get any saucier than PG.
The Doctor was never one to turn down a request for help - and certainly never from someone who he'd decided he could trust. So when Lady Galadriel had remarked upon her need for a private environment, away from prying Castle ears, where she could speak with her granddaughter, he'd almost immediately offered the use of the Zero Room.
Now there was simply the matter of making it presentable and comfortable enough for the situation at hand. He'd spent the morning bringing in a pair of comfortable wicker chairs, and the little low table he'd been fond of keeping in the Console Room for company, before the TARDIS had reconfigured herself. Once everything looked habitable enough, he set about the business of preparing a proper low tea. He didn't know much about Galadriel and Arwen's culture, beyond the glimpses he'd seen in the Lady's mind, but as far as he was concerned, he saw no reason why a nice, polite tea would be objectionable to anyone. Within a short while, he'd either prepared or wished up the proper accouterments - he'd never been able to make watercress sandwiches to perfection - and set everything out upon the table. With the kettle on low, and everything else in order, he strolled back out to the Console Room, then waited patiently outside the TARDIS for his two lovely guests to arrive.