“ooooh lookee they got B-52, and, oh yesss, Beastie Boys!” he had a child . He wouldn’t Would he? Would he be that cruel?
“Shall we be bi-singers? Doctor and his Defender! Hey, I like the sound of that! How can I live without my little defender on my side,” he winked at her. “Get you pissed! Me? Never! I am not planning to count the drinks. So, you gotta watch out for yourself,” he hipped her again with his hip.
They never tried to see if the Doctor get a tan. Well, darkening the skin was hurting the skin, so, he could regenerate his old colour back. He had never looked into that yet. Who knows, it could be a possible fun topic to talk about later in the night. Unless, he got pissed himself and there could be a chance he could. He's a time lord after all, almost have the same human nature.