A strange blue box labelled 'Police Box' faded into existence with a screeching wail. With a loud clunk, it stabilized and the door opened and two figures stepped out, a woman with fiery hair and a man with a tweed jacket, bow tie and boots. The woman spoke first. "Where are we, Doctor?" she asked. The man, presumably the Doctor, fiddled with his bow tie. "A beach. Now, come along, Pond." he answered before striding off. Pond then hurried after him, asking many a question.
The Doctor suddenly cackled in delight, and ran forwards toward a small van which was emitting irritating tinkly noises. "Ice cream, Pond!" he called happily, fishing out a five pound note. After a lot of deliberation he finally chose his cold treat, reverting to his old choice of a regular, old fashioned, traditional '99 Flake.
But before he could do more than pull one of five flakes he had managed to wangle out, he shrieked again. Pond rolled her eyes and took his ice cream as the Doctor ran off toward the sea, laughing maniacally.
He splashed in the waves for around a quarter of an hour, before returning, sodden, to an empty handed Pond. "Amy!" he cried indignantly.
"What?" Amy Pond pulled her innocent face.
"Where's my ice cream?!" he protested, looking hurt.
"I thought it was for me..." Amy said guiltily. The Doctor pulled his puppy dog eyes. "Come on." she said, pulling him back toward the van. "We'll get you a large one this time, with lots of chocolate sauce." He grinned, and raced Amy to the van, laughing madly.