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She gives him a look.

But then it passes and she shakes her head. He hasn't really said now has he and now she is curious.

"No, not really. You're gonna actually tell me?"

He could tell her, or he could not. Decisions, decisions. Either way, she'll like where they're going.

"If you'd like."

She really would like to be surprised.

"Nah, it's fine."

He shrugs.

"Welllllll, yeaaaaaah," he says. "I mean it would spoil the surprise if I told you I used psychic paper to book us some place swanky."

He can't take her to the TARDIS just yet. He has to see how this goes over with the old girl.

"Swanky?" she repeats and wonders where exactly they will be going.

"That's a bit different," she grins and wonders again.

"Yeah. Nothing wrong with different, right?"

He gives her a reassuring grin. She had better like it, since he needed a lot of concentration to get the psychic paper to pass.

"Nothing at all," she says in agreement. Still she just can't believe it. She's actually married to him now.

"Think we should leave them to it?"

He indicates the card-playing group. They seem to be enjoying themselves a bit. However, the Doctor picks up the bottle with the odd color liquid.

She reaches over to grab his hand. "I think that we should," she grins.

He grins back and leads her the way they came. At least he knows the way this time. He indicates the bottle.

"This should serve as a nice party favor," he says as they walk.

A glance at the bottle.

"That's what we had on New Years wasn't it?" It does look very familiar. She continues to walk close beside him.

He nods, and detects a slight hint of concern.

"Yeah," he replies, looking at her. "Ohhhhh, don't worry. We won't be like we were then."

"No hangovers, then?" She grins remembering that night and how smashed they got.

"Hopefully not," he replies.

They reach the motorcycle, which has cans tied to the back of it, along with a "Just Married" sign.

"Now how did he...?"

She looks at the sign with surprise and then amusement.

"That's..." She can't even finish her sentence.

"Unexpected."

"I told him..."

He runs a hand through his hair. The little sneak must have gotten someone to do it while the ceremony went on. With a sigh, he puts the bottle in a compartment under the seat and hops on, handing Rose her helmet.

She takes the helmet and slips it on with a grin before hopping behind him and hanging on to his waist.

"You never do listen though. Still...different," And she can't help but giggle.

"Yeaaaaaah."

Fixing his own helmet on, he kicks the motorcycle into gear and they speed off into the City. Again, he's going at an alarming speed.

And again the blonde finds herself holding onto dear life feeling the wind at her face.

"I see marriage hasn't changed you," she teases.

He doesn't hear her, or at least pretends not to as he drives around traffic, with the occasional honking following in their wake.

"Hang on," he calls to her. "We'll be there in no time."

"That's what you said last time," she can't help but point out as the honking blares through her ears.

He continues dodging and weaving through traffic. He's having a little too much fun to notice her comment. He spots a tall, and impressive building up ahead--their destination.

Rose of course doesn't notice the building as her heart is leaping in her throat at his actions with the motorbike. "Doctor..."

"Nearly there!"

He picks up speed as they make one last turn and pull up to the very impressive looking hotel.

Her nails start to dig into his skin and that's when she notices the building. Very fancy indeed.

"Blimey..."