[Before the Doctor she hadn't actually known any. Now it seemed to explain a lot. He reminded her of when she first met her Doctor, coming off of the Time War... but again, Maine was like his Gallifrey.]
[She gently plays with his hair like she would her own Doctor, before the void anyway.]
Rose. Rose Tyler. You've probably never heard of it, but my father, the one my Mum just married, founded Vitex. It's a pop drink. Really popular where he's from. He's an inventor too. You literally would not believe a single word I said of his inventions.
[A quiet hum.] I do love jazz. [Tongue poking back over her teeth. Jack and the Doctor again. The Doctor saying he'd spent ages in New Orleans and New New Orleans, and so forth soaking in the jazz. For a brief moment Rose almost slips again and mentions New Vegas jazz, but she narrows her eyes slightly, and figured out how to blend it to her life before the Doctor.] Before Peter, that's my Dad now, I used to work as a waitress in a few myself. Never quite got a handle on the clientele. [It was half a lie. Gentle drunk rascals she adored. Grumpy mobster werewolf bosses who threatened to eat her, or handsy tentacle squid cthulu management that ordered her to move boxes faster? Yeah.... screw them.]
[Another laugh.] All right, since I can't call you Doctor, that name's taken, what should I call you?
/sob characters and darkness T_T
[Before the Doctor she hadn't actually known any. Now it seemed to explain a lot. He reminded her of when she first met her Doctor, coming off of the Time War... but again, Maine was like his Gallifrey.]
[She gently plays with his hair like she would her own Doctor, before the void anyway.]
Rose. Rose Tyler. You've probably never heard of it, but my father, the one my Mum just married, founded Vitex. It's a pop drink. Really popular where he's from. He's an inventor too. You literally would not believe a single word I said of his inventions.
[A quiet hum.] I do love jazz. [Tongue poking back over her teeth. Jack and the Doctor again. The Doctor saying he'd spent ages in New Orleans and New New Orleans, and so forth soaking in the jazz. For a brief moment Rose almost slips again and mentions New Vegas jazz, but she narrows her eyes slightly, and figured out how to blend it to her life before the Doctor.] Before Peter, that's my Dad now, I used to work as a waitress in a few myself. Never quite got a handle on the clientele. [It was half a lie. Gentle drunk rascals she adored. Grumpy mobster werewolf bosses who threatened to eat her, or handsy tentacle squid cthulu management that ordered her to move boxes faster? Yeah.... screw them.]
[Another laugh.] All right, since I can't call you Doctor, that name's taken, what should I call you?