Sep. 18th, 2013

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She's chasing him around the control room again. She is beginning to wonder if it is actually possible to keep this man still.

"Anywhere in time, and you want to go to Las Vegas?" He manages to make it sound like she's goading him with a knife when he says that, but she's relentless. He did ask what she wanted.

"You said anything, and I say Frank Sinatra, in Vegas - we're getting a nice supper, and then you're going to teach me to play roulette."

He makes the 'twee bonnet' face again.

"Don't even say you don't know how to gamble, I don't believe it." She declares, crossing her arms defiantly.

They stare at each other for a long moment.

"Well, you're not going like that, wardrobe room is upstairs, two lefts, right, next to the swimming pool."

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He throws the door open with a flourish.
"VIVA LAS VEGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The Doctor goes tumbling forward, and she goes after him, her balance lost since she had been trying to peer over his shoulder (somewhat unsuccessfully). Instead of a swank casino or hot desert scene, she's falling into ice-cold salty water and alarms and a dimly lit room and male voices calling out in alarm from all sides.

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