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I didn’t think I smelled of anything. You can smell the TARDIS? [She lifted her arm to her nose and gave herself a sniff.] Must have a good nose then, cos I can’t smell a thing. [She shrugged.]
Call it a talent. Life-saving, too, knowing when the Doctor’s in the area.
- But I get ahead of myself, where are my manners? Tch.
What should I call you?
Right, sorry, I’m Clara. [She extended her hand towards him.] And you are?
Because you should be careful which keys you open which doors. You never know what you might find, and you won’t always like it.
But always and fixed- I mean, they sound so final. [She shook her head.] I don’t like it. Anyway, I don’t usually go opening random doors so it won’t be a problem, will it? No need to worry.
Duly noted. Want to try for Vegas again?
You think we’ll make it this time or should I dress for, I dunno, a safari expedition instead?
Could always dress for both. A fashionable explorer, or an explorable fashionista- [wait] —not- no.
[She raised an eyebrow at him.] Something on your mind, Doctor? [Really he’s just too easy to tease.]
Too much?
Maybe a smidge.
Duly noted. Want to try for Vegas again?
You think we’ll make it this time or should I dress for, I dunno, a safari expedition instead?
Not yet. Still, good things to those who wait. That’s what they say at least. [Even though she was starting to think she’d be better off not knowing.]
Yeah, if you’re patient enough and actually want to sit around and wait. What changed your mind?
Oh, you know. Met a guy. Been travelling a bit. Haven’t been thinking of much else.
Too bad. I think maybe your ego could stand to be taken down a peg or two.
Too much?
Maybe a smidge.
Sorry? New what?
You reek of TARDIS, dear. I take it that you are the latest pretty girl to be lured into a life of dramatic emotions and adventure?
I didn’t think I smelled of anything. You can smell the TARDIS? [She lifted her arm to her nose and gave herself a sniff.] Must have a good nose then, cos I can’t smell a thing. [She shrugged.]
