The Doctor pictured Mickey the Idiot and made a face. "Ginger's much better," he goaded, with a nod.
He sighed.
"I'm too old for just about everybody. And I know a queen that'd have my head for standing in that line. Always a firecracker, Bess." He followed Rose's gaze. "Your shoes are lovely."
"Shall we see who they choose? D'you want to mingle more?"