Martha ran to catch up with the Doctor - she'd invited him home to dinner with her family, but he had, perhaps wisely, declined, so she'd told him she'd meet back up with him later. And, well, it was later, and here she was, cheeks flushed with happiness (and perhaps some wine, followed by spiked eggnog), and sporting a festive Santa hat perched at a jaunty angle on her head.
She also had a present for him from her mum - two presents, actually, because Francine had also been full of the Christmas spirit (more spiked eggnog). Which, all right, didn't really qualify as much of a benefit, but Martha was chalking it up in that category anyway.
"You ever go Christmas carolling?" she asked him as she caught up with him, her breath making little white puffs in the air.
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Date: 2009-12-19 05:52 am (UTC)She also had a present for him from her mum - two presents, actually, because Francine had also been full of the Christmas spirit (more spiked eggnog). Which, all right, didn't really qualify as much of a benefit, but Martha was chalking it up in that category anyway.
"You ever go Christmas carolling?" she asked him as she caught up with him, her breath making little white puffs in the air.