"We had a man dressed as Santa and little elves. Even reindeer! Little atmospheric excitation with some slight of hand and it was a ball," said the Master, extremely pleased with himself. "The voters were eating out of my palm."
He pursed his lips in thought a moment. "A Roman holiday? I don't plan on taking you on any shopping sprees. Except to possibly get you in something other than those ridiculous trainers of yours. Really, Doctor, they don't go with everything."
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Date: 2009-12-20 01:54 am (UTC)He pursed his lips in thought a moment. "A Roman holiday? I don't plan on taking you on any shopping sprees. Except to possibly get you in something other than those ridiculous trainers of yours. Really, Doctor, they don't go with everything."