"Everything looks so.." Amy struggled for the word as she turned her head side to side.
"Victorian?" The Doctor suggested grinning wildly. "On Christmas Eve!" Taking her by the hand he pulled Amy back into the Tardis. "We must dress the part!" Up the stairs into one of several rooms Amy had yet to explore he dragged her. Before her was a huge, magnificent closet.
"If I didn't know better id say this were a woman's time machine.." Amy mumbled to herself gaping at the racks upon racks of clothes.
She continued to gawk as the Doctor flitted around throwing outfit after outfit at her. When she had finally decided on one, he clapped, "perfect, now," he turned toward a chest flipping it open and reached deep inside. "One final touch..and.." He pulled out a large worn top hat, and placed it on his head. "We're off!"
Snow covered the ground, and buildings. Children were running around laughing, as children do on Christmas Eve day. For a moment, Amy forgot about Rory being gone. 'Must be the magic of Christmas.' She thought to herself.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw..something. Movement. She whipped her head around, murmuring instinctively, "Doctor.." Only to find a snowman. Amy chuckled at herself, as the Doctor reached her side. "Nevermind. Just a harmless snowman."