[ Rory simply groans, and he holds back on face planting. He still has to ask the question. ] What else would we need handcuffs for? We live in a nice neighborhood, so there's no chance of us being burgled or murdered by a bunch of hoodies.
[ He reaches a hand out for a mug of coffee, and he takes a sip, as he listens to her spout out the more normal and saner ideas. ]
A spa day, that sounds nice. I'd call him up, but I'd like a spa where the cucumbers don't turn into some killer parasite. [ Rory takes another sip of his coffee, and places the mug back down on the counter. A curious look finds itself settling on Rory's face. ] What about you and The Doctor, do the two of you have any plans?
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[ He reaches a hand out for a mug of coffee, and he takes a sip, as he listens to her spout out the more normal and saner ideas. ]
A spa day, that sounds nice. I'd call him up, but I'd like a spa where the cucumbers don't turn into some killer parasite. [ Rory takes another sip of his coffee, and places the mug back down on the counter. A curious look finds itself settling on Rory's face. ] What about you and The Doctor, do the two of you have any plans?