AMY POND - Her Apartment with Rory
Amy was cuddled up on the sofa under a blanket. The television was on, but it was on mute, and Amy had a book in her lap. She wasn't reading, though, she was staring blankly up at the television and watching the flashing lights with half interest. This was her first SuperBowl in the States, and she still didn't really get the appeal. Maybe it'd become more obvious the more she watched.