Doctor a baaaaad boy.
He bumped her with his hip. “Ka-boom!” he laughed at her.
They had walked a few blocks and they hit the block of pubs. “Well, well, the night life! So, which one shall we go?” He had a serious look on his face. He had a look on uncertainty. Hmm, it was the choice. “Your choice,” he said, he saw a woman wearing a skimping dress. He had raised an eyebrow when she was walking by. The lady was trying to sweet smile to him but she saw the face expression he made. She made a messed up face because he must had been a fag or something because all other men where looking at her right, but, the Doctor he must be broken or something. “WHAT!?” He said to the lady when she walked away. He shrugged his shoulders. “Why wear clothes when your gonna wear barely anything?”
He took his sonic screwdriver out that he had on him in his pocket. He played with it and poked it at the lady. She had made a high pitch scream, and the Doctor shrugged his shoulders. “Like I said, don’t wear anything at all,” there was heavy commotion behind them.
“Look that line had gone short,” there was a line but everyone left to see the REAL naked woman who was enjoying the crowd or the crowd enjoying her.
The Doctor twirled his screwdriver in the air and pocket it.