RP for [aces_are_rare]
The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS with a satisfied look upon his face, taking a deep, appreciative breath as pleasant sounds began pervading his eardrums. Hooking his umbrella on his arm, the Doctor glanced down the avenues on both sides of him, ultimately pointing a finger forward as he looked at Ace.
"Cafe Du Monde is a mere fifty paces that way, give or take a hundred paces," he smiled, mischievously. "Now, some substantial food, some sweets, a hot cup of...I suppose coffee is the standard fare here. Well, no harm in trying something out of the ordinary."
"Cafe Du Monde is a mere fifty paces that way, give or take a hundred paces," he smiled, mischievously. "Now, some substantial food, some sweets, a hot cup of...I suppose coffee is the standard fare here. Well, no harm in trying something out of the ordinary."