Dr. Stella Ward (RP Acct)

- margarita. Pineapple, citrus are the mains of that show."

He'd begin making their drinks while she finishes off the last bit of her bacon cheese fries.

"Shall we head back to the hut after these are gone to get ready, love?"

"You might have a third but I'm sure that you don't want your bride to be wobbling down the aisle and slurring her 'I do's'..." There's more 'code talk' as to not raise suspicion regarding her soon-to-be husband's true identity.

The bartender chuckles lightly. "No sir. No pears are in our tropical

- with her free hand when The Doctor asks if she'd like another drink.

"One more won't hurt.." She then signals for the bartender. "I'd like a tropical margarita, please."

They do pretty much have all the time in the world, but they also very much know what they want.

Her lips pursed for a brief moment. "You could be in a gunny sack and I'd still marry you. When it comes to you, the man makes the clothes."

Stella was just about to pull her wallet from her purse --

Right back at you, babe. We're a team in every way that counts and you'll always have me in your corner and you are the keeper of my heart.

- appropriate, seeing as it looks like we are getting married today. It's early enough too, that we won't have to rush too much."

- yours, darling."

She then has to stifle and inconspicuously hide a laugh that wants to come out due to the bartender. But the proof is in the pudding, as they say.

"I really don't want to spend hundreds, if not thousands on a wedding dress. But I would like to change into something more --

There was no need to explain as she knew that he was just kidding about. And she in turn played it back, but wires may have crossed somewhere.

Her hand goes to take his. "And I was teasing back in return. I know that you realize that you are the only one for me. My heart is solely and completely -

The hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Her heart begins to beat quicker and her breathing slightly shallows. He knows just how to get her engine revving.

"And if I don't, then what could happen, Doctor?"

- vacation sometimes."

Yes she's playing along, now that she has seen how the psychic paper works.

- him of what it is or does. But the ginger is curious and maybe slightly confused.

Then when it's handed over to the bartender and he reads it off, and even bows, Stella goes slightly wide eyed.

That is utterly amazing technology, if one would call it that. "Even royalty likes to have a restful

Stella snorts out a laugh while shaking her head in amusement. "I may be pansexual but polyamory would drive me absolutely up the wall.

Lucky for you that I'm a one-person woman. So then I guess we're getting married and maybe turning this trip into a honeymoon."

It isn't that she doesn't believe

The kiss is returned as her fingers comb through the back of his hair. Her lips still curled up in a smile.

"How could I argue with the doctor's orders when they are prescribed like that?"

- wanting the same thing.

When handed the psychic paper, she takes it and peers down at the page before her. It's technology that is obviously advanced.

"But... it's blank? At least for me it is. But you can get someone to see an ID or a passport with this?"

"I'd marry you right now in this tiki bar if given the opportunity. What does that tell you? I had actually mulled over asking you if closer to Christmas was too soon."

At least she's being honest. And she, like he, didn't want to be pushy or scare him. But it's becoming apparent that they are --

- lower to a near whisper. "You don't have any ID for anywhere in the world. Even a courthouse wedding, the clerk requires a passport or photo ID of some kind."

- punchline. As for feeling rushed, I don't, nor do I want you to feel as if I'm pushing the envelope either."

Picking up the glass, she finished off the last bit of her Sex On The Beach.

"I'd marry you today if I could. But there's one small issue.."

Stella would lean in and her voice would --

They both needed the time away from everything that is 'normal' to them. Work, responsibilities, saving the world, people or even the universe.

Time away from issues and problematic people.

"Fate does like to play jokes every so often. It just sucks that in a roundabout way I ended up being the

A soft sigh leaves her; one of pure content and bliss. Arms loosely go around his neck.

"Will that be given in pill form or an injectable, Doctor?" The redhead flashes a playful wink.

The honor is and always has been mine, sweetheart. I am beyond thankful and proud, along with happy, that you entrusted me with your hearts.

- especially enjoying the company of her better half.

After some time, and a sip of her drink to wash down a bite, Stella brings up an important question.

"When would you like for us to get married?"

"You are truly the most biased man in the entire universe," she quips with a lighthearted giggle. "Not that I am complaining, mind you."

This is truly the perfect start to their holiday. And she's not only greatly enjoying her meal and the cocktail that is being sipped on occasion. Stella is --

Ahem, pardon her intrusion as the ginger not so ceremoniously claims his lap.

"If this isn't being seductive then I don't know what is."

#SeductiveSunday

The lady in white.

- she can start eating her barbecue smash burger. Picking it up after sitting her phone down, the first bite is pure heaven.

- face.

Another fry is taken and dipped before it goes in her mouth. They are nearly addicting. She'd shake her head while swallowing the bit she's chewing on.

"I think that we're all set for now, love." Stella would pay and send the order to be shopped and delivered later in the day.

Now --

It's kept out of utter respect and it's not a secret for her to tell. Even if he's one of, if not the most feared man in the universe to many species.

"Am I really that much of a mystery to you still? If that's the case, then I must be doing something right." Stella can't help the grin on her --

- have me for dessert instead."

The redhead smirks while secretly finding and adding the pie to the order.

"Anything else before I send the order, hot stuff?"

- else around them does.

She then nips up and eats a cheese fry after dipping it in the ranch dressing. After that she adds a bottle of wine, a couple of juices to the cart.

"Are you actually agreeing that I'm sweeter than banana cream pie? If so, I'll just leave it off the list so that you can -

Stella has a light blush come over her. Definitely not from embarrassment. "Have you... um, always been this flirty?"

Her question is posed as to not give away what he truly is in front of the bartender and other strangers. She knows he's on regeneration number ten (or is this eleven?) but no one -