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In the time since she'd arrived in the city, River had gone on a trip with the others to explore the planet beyond, started her first day teaching at the university, and had no less than three locals approach her possessing information about her that no one other than a very select few knew. So when she'd spotted Donna's post asking for others to go drinking, she had spoken up nearly instantly. After the few days she'd had, a drink was most certainly in order.

She was a bit nervous as she made her way to the bar. She had never met Donna Noble before appearing in this city and yet Donna had known who she was on sight. The fact that Donna, who had travelled with the Doctor, knew her and Rose Tyler, who had also travelled with the Doctor, didn't, had given the woman a pretty good indication of when she very likely was going to stop seeing the Doctor. The thought was enough to cause her to ache but the worry that alcohol would make Donna tell her more than she'd already sorted out was almost enough to get her to ignore the ache in lieu of playing things safe.

Fortunately, River Song wasn't one for playing things safe and decided to take the chance. Worst case, she learned how she was finally going to die. If that happened, and she remembered upon returning home, so be it. For now though, she was just going to enjoy herself and get to know a companion of the Doctor's who seemed to keep him on his toes almost as much as Amy. Possibly more. She'd just have to wait and find out, wouldn't she?

Stepping inside the bar, it didn't take her very long to spot the ginger. With a grin she made her way over. "It's been my experience," she said as she slid into a seat, "if men were easy to get on with, women would find themselves very bored extremely quickly." A pause before her grinned turned a bit mischievous as she added, "Of course, that doesn't stop us from wanting to throttle them proper, now does it?"

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"Women have been blaming men for most everything since time began," River said with a smile and a shrug. "I see no reason to stop a perfectly fine tradition now." Ordering herself a shot of tequila, with a lager to chase it with, River waited until the bartender had gone off to fill the order before looking back to Donna.

"God, yes," she admitted with a half-laugh and half-groan. "I think I passed boredom around the time we returned to the city, in fact. I really don't know how you all have stood it for this long. It's positively maddening!" Of course, there was the fun of the city doing strange things to people. And the fact that there were people in one location who should never be in the same area at the same time. And probably a handful of other things, too. But really, it reminded River far too much of still being stuck in that prison cell for her to ever really warm to being trapped.

Knocking back the shot as soon as it arrived, she eyed Donna for a moment before finally setting the shotglass down and asking, "So I'm going to take a wild guess that things didn't work out with Sam as you'd hoped. Am I close?" And no, she hadn't seen anything more that Donna had said on her network post or anything of the sort. River just knew, far, far too well the look of a woman who had feelings for someone who didn't seem to reciprocate.

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