Her eyes narrowed briefly, the affected coolness of her gaze meant to compete with the ice in the air. "There is a bit of a draft, yes. If you must know. But then I did not exactly have time to seek proper undergarments either."

His story was not one that Reinette knew. Something they had not touched on in their connections. She imagined his frustration at his TARDIS escaping him, however briefly.

"And did you --" A dandied gesture, the actress at work in a swep of the arm. "Act like this? Participate in such things?"