26 Wake upand make it count

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Contrary to popular opinion, and despite his best wishes, Jack does indeed sleep. Not that he's doing so as the moment, but he has woken up quite recently. This leaves him half groggy, running a hand through his bed hair as he yawns.

Since he usually passes out for these things, he's at least properly dressed, white shirt and something akin to dress pants, but not quite. He's shoes are nowhere to be seen, though]

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[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

-or all four?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I can handle quite a few milkshakes. Let's see if I can make this work right...

[He opens and closes the fridge door, playing with it a bit.] What flavour would you like?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Vanilla. I feel like sticking with the classics on this one.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[He sends him a grin.] Oddly traditional of you.

[He messes with the fridge more until he pulls out a few pitchers of milkshake. He gets some tall glasses out and slides Jack's over. His own, well, it ends up being a blend of several layers of flavours.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack happily takes his glass, watching the Doctor curiously] I'm never sure how you manage to eat like you do and not get sick....

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor is already halfway done with his first glass. He licks at his lips and wipes his mouth before speaking.] I do remember once eating seven sundaes right in the middle of an adventure. I felt a bit odd but nothing terrible.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

You're inhuman, you know that? [He says it with a smile, playfully]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[He grins.] I was when I woke up, yes. Fairly certain I still am.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Gesturing at his bedhair] Considering how soon ago I rolled out of bed, I'd say that makes to of us.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[He laughs and finishes off his mutant milkshake.] And now you've had a very good breakfast, I think. Better than kippers.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Better than left-over take out?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

It depends on the take-out, really. Some of it is twice as brilliant the next day.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm sure. Taiwanese take-out tends to not fall into that category.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Haven't had that in a long time, so I can't quite remember, really. But I'll take your word for it.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I've had my share of experience, really. Nothign a good cup of coffee can't fix.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Ah, bit more fond of tea in that department. I remember in my...fourth, I think, yes, I used to have jelly babies and tea for breakfast. Excellent way to get the day started. Or whatever time it happened to be wherever I was.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Stomach of steel, that's you.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I believe the appropriate phrase here is, 'you're just jealous'.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Definitely not of your diet.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

But of my stomach? Yes.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Maybe just a bit.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I could teach you.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Such wisdom can be taught? ][Teasing? Maybe just a bit]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Anything can be taught to a willing student! Occasionally unwilling ones even absorb a few lessons while they scribble on their desktops or make those little paper airplanes.

[Guess which one the Doctor was.]

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

What's the use of lessons with that many papers if you can't do something useful with a few of them?