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To those who know the Doctor--and particularly this one--it's probably no surprise he's already on the move by the time he actually tries talking to someone on that phone, obviously wandering/exploring the city, by the way the background moves behind him.

"Hello, lovely holographic welcome wagon you've got, very informative, except not actually, leaves a few important questions unanswered, well, all of the important ones, really, in particular, it says 'kidnapped,' well, it happens I don't generally kidnap that easily, raises some questions, that. All the obvious ones, and, which of you know something more about it?"

He raises his eyebrows (such as they are) at the camera as though prompting anyone watching to go ahead and not be shy, smiling harmlessly. Either someone would answer with something helpful, or no one would, which would be informative, in itself; the automated gas defense that a sonic scan had revealed in the holoprojector had dissuaded him from trying to hack it, but had also raised his suspicions just a bit.

"Don't hesitate to give me a ring, might just be I can help, sort of a thing I do."

He smiles a little more at that, and clicks off.

Meanwhile, of course, anyone who happens to be in the streets of Genessia might have a chance to stumble across the fellow in the Victorian coat and bow tie, looking around like he's expecting to find... something, possibly many somethings, seemingly walking aimlessly but at quite a brisk pace. He very might well approach, though, if he spots something interestingly out-of-place or suggesting access to useful information or okay let's be honest just anything strange or interesting at all might grab his attention, at least for a moment...

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One of those few cases where he can't really conceal being a bit excited. It's not only a treat, but a treat with meaning--layers of meaning--plus the promise of something familiar-but-new. How can he resist? He picks up a fish finger just a bit more daintily than highly processed freezer food deserves by most people's reckoning, giving it a connoisseur's practiced dip into the custard, and pauses just long enough to raise his eyebrows at it.

"...Geronimo."

With that, he ducks his head to take a nice, big, bold bite; his taste buds in your hands, Amelia Pond.

She grinned and put her elbows on the island, leaning forward with her fingers laced together, chin on them as she watched, excited and thrilled. He would love it, she was sure. Or he'd hate it and it would be hilarious. A win either way.

"Mm... oh."

His face scrunches up--not with disgust (which she's certainly seen) but with concentration, the better to fully appreciate it, like a pretentious wine taster putting on a grandiose show of enjoying the nuances of some fancy, expensive wine.

"...is that.. banana..?"

She grinned impishly. "Yep. Whatcha think?"

"...olive branch for Pinstripes, by any chance?"

He smiles knowingly, although he dips his fish finger again, taking another bite, so he obviously doesn't object.

"Banana branch," she teased with a grin. "But yep. I know you said new mouth new rules when I was a kid, but given how much he liked it, I hoped it would hold through so you and sunglasses would like it too. When I first showed up, he always seemed so hurt and upset when he saw me, like I had disappointed him somehow. Hated that. So I decided to make him like me as much as you do. Starting to work finally, he's actually smiling when he seems me now, instead of looking ready to cry. So, progress. Considered just snogging him to see if that shocked him out of it, but given Rose and Jack, decided maybe I should hold off," she said with a teasing grin.

[Well, he smiles at her going out of her way to help his earlier incarnation, even if he's a bit saddened by it as well--but that's all totally overridden by his being utterly scandalized at that last bit. Gasp Amy how could you even think it ~~not like anyone else who knows you is shocked~~.]

Yes, you should hold off, he's got too much of that for his own good.

[Worse than anyone's aunt, indeed. After taking a moment to fix her with a peevish look, he shakes his head. ...then looks downward, some of that more sincere concern slipping through.]

......you know he wasn't really... disappointed, yeah?

[However much all his previous incarnation's hanky-panky might squick him out, it's far more important to make sure Amy doesn't actually think she had, in some roundabout way, disappointed him.]

Amy grinned impishly at him. "Dunno. Still kind of wondering if you got better or worse," she teased.

She sighed, the grin falling away as she dipped a fish finger in for herself. She shrugged. "Still don't know what I did or said. But I know you, Doctor. No matter the face."

[The Doctor gives her one of those enigmatic, sort of bittersweet smiles, there, reaching over to squeeze her hand lightly.]

...wasn't your fault, just... something he didn't want to face, probably still doesn't, really, knowing him.

[Not that this Doctor was really that much better about facing things he didn't want to, but he at least had moderately subtler ways of going about avoiding them, normally.]

She turned her hand to squeeze his back, then just held it, shrugging a bit.

"Still. My face was the one that made him all upset, and my face is going to be the one that will make his light up when he sees me from now on. Just like your face does. Just like Rory's stupid face does. You'll see."

Rory stumbles into the kitchen looking for a cup of strong tea. He heard the tail end of what his wife said, but with no context.

"What did my stupid face do now?" He said, kissing Amy's temple while pouring his tea.

"Hello Doctor," He said between sips.

[While he's already heard Rory was there, the Doctor's a bit off guard at the moment, and brightens immediately as Rory strolls in.]

...Rory!

[He's around the island in a flash to hug him--and then collects himself, remembering it's only been a little while for Rory (months, at most!), quickly turning about to free one arm to sling about Amy's shoulders.]

Ohh, the Ponds, in Pond House.

[No matter if it's actually called Pond House; as far as he's concerned, it's Pond House.]

How've you been settling in, then? Not missing Leadworth, I hope?

[He glances between them with a teasing loft of his eyebrows at Rory, and a "ha, got him there" look for Amy.]

Amy grinned and returned the kiss. "Lights up when you see me. As well you should. You missed the really juicy bit before," she teased. "The Ponds and the Doctor in the Pond house," she agreed. "Exactly as things should be."

She got up to take Rory's tea so it didn't spill as he got hugged, and took a sip of it herself.

"At least you I know," Rory gave the Doctor a lopsided grin right before he was swept up in a hug. "No kisses alright?" He said with a laugh.

He awkwardly patted the Doctor's back.

Amy smiled warmly, leaning back against the counter with Rory's tea. She was enjoying watching her boys. She knew many people were trying to get home but...

Amy Pond liked this place. She had her husband, her daughter, three Doctors, and new worlds to explore. There was no choosing between Doctor life and real life. They were the same life here. She had a job, could have friends, make commitments, but still run with the Doctor. She knew it had to be driving him and River crazy but... but she was selfish enough to hope it stayed like this... at least a little while longer.

"Haha, no, no, well, none anticipated, anyway, but we never know what the future holds, do we?"

He casts a smile over at Amy, since that relates back to their earlier conversation. Really, it's more of a (somewhat enigmatic) comment to her than it is an answer to Rory.

"So, Amelia Pond and Rory the Roman, what've you both been up to, then? You both from 'bout the same point, I hope?"

"No, we never do, do we?" she asked, grinning at them. She let Rory answer the other question, still drinking his tea till he got around to taking it back from her.

Rory just arched his eyebrow at Amy and gave his tea a pointed look, as he reached his hand out for his cup. He glanced over at the Doctor.

"Maybe I should be asking you that. Don't we have to coordinate our little blue books or something?"

She handed it over to him, grinning a bit. "Pretty sure he's ahead of us, Rory," she said with a chuckle. "Which is all to the better, I think."

"Well, makes my life easier, yeah, sorry, Rory, from a bit farther along than the both of you."

And he is super not about to say exactly how long "a bit" is. ...although his eyebrows do raise after a moment, just a bit excited.

"...no, actually, d'you two have little blue books, now?"

"Not sure how that makes it easier on you, but whatever you say, Doctor," she said, kissing his forehead with a grin.

She looked to Rory, "I think we should go out and get little red books, just cause he said it that way," she teased. "Like the exact shade of hair."

"Oi, is that that you're doing, now, taunting me for no being ginger."

She laughed. "Oh come on, Doctor." She took the end of her hair and brushed it across his face a few times. "Even if you were ginger, wouldn't look this good."

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