"Come along, Miss. Sawyer, and see the universe with me, what do say?"

It was hard not to smile when you're around the doctor, and he's wearing his bowtie and fezes, and saying no to a trip in the tardis in something I would never do.

(and I might be the first one to do a happy dance in the tardis because it's bigger on the inside)

"Who in their right minds would say no to that, doctor?"

I grabbed his open hand and became a number in an ever growing book of companions, knowing that being blond had really sealed the deal, but I already knew I would be someone special in his eyes.

(right after I burn that horrible feze of his)