"And if someone hadn't decided that today would be a great time to try and fly the TARDIS, that's exactly what you'd have," came the Doctor's rather grumpy voice from in front. "But I don't think your latest pretty boy's quite got the hang of waiting for orders."
A rumbling laugh followed Rose as they turned a corner. Jack, clearly, wasn't nearly as put out as she was.
"I don't know, I can certainly appreciate standing in line with this view," he grinned. Rose glared back at him.
"Don't you ever stop?"
"Nope. Not until I get what I want at any rate."
"And just what would that involve?" asked the Doctor darkly.
"Well, if you really wanna know..." Jack responded, with a leer in his voice. Rose couldn't help thinking that in anyone else it would be rather creepy, but somehow Jack pulled it off.
"Fortunately," said the Doctor, pulling himself to his feet and up over the edge of the hole, "we won't have time to find out, since we've reached the end of the ditch, the Bja'kili have stopped chasing us and we can head back to the TARDIS."
"Shame," Rose murmured to Jack as he steadied his hands to give her a leg up, "Despite the mud, I was quite enjoying the view too."
"I bet you were," he responded with a cheeky grin. "And how about if we'd been the other way around and you'd been behind me?"
She decided it was probably best not to reply, all things considered, so instead stuck her tongue out at him and climbed out of the ditch.