"Hello! Seen a Rory Williams recently?" The Doctor asked the short girl, making a gesture for a long nose. He then noticed that she was clad only in a bikini, so he immediately offered his coat.
"Thanks," She said shivering. "Rory is having his stag party right in there," She pointed a shaky finger at the doorway of the pub. The Doctor smiled.
"Thank you, lovely! Now, let's talk about you." She looked at him quizzically, and he smiled yet again, though, she noticed, it never reached his eyes.
"So, what is your name? And is there a beach nearby?" He waved his hand towards her body, and she blushed, feeling like she was three and talking to an old man in the grocery store again.
"Lucy. I'm supposed to be the Cake Girl in there, in about 10 minutes. They're paying me 20 quid, so I had to take up the offer." Lucy said shrugging, and The Doctor nodded.
"Cake Girl? Does that mean you get to eat cake? That's an amazing job, what will you humans think of next? Oo, does the cake have those little ball bearings? And strawberries?" The young (looking) man could hardly contain his excitement, just the thought of cake with strawberries made his mouth water.
"Erm, no. I'm supposed to pop out of it. I'm diabetic anyway, if I eat that I'll faint in two minutes. I know Rory; don't think he'd like it. He's got eyes only for Amy. But his mate ordered it, so." She shrugged yet again, then followed it up with a shiver.
"I must agree, Lovely Lucy. Do you think I could pop out of the cake? I've never popped out of a cake before, and that would be an excellent addition to my resume—The Doctor: Cake Popper Extraordinaire!" The strange man continued babbling, and Lucy laughed and laughed, wondering where on Earth this man had come from, and how he could possibly have brightened her day so quickly.
AN: Just a quick little one shot, Lucy deserved to be explained. Review if you like, and have an awesome day!