Anyone eavesdropping on the conversation in Amy and Rory's garden that evening could not be blamed for worrying about the state of their audiological, and possibly neurological, health but the odd topics discussed did eventually subside. After all the stars that could possibly appear had appeared in the night sky and the Doctor had finished telling them about each one as it came into view he turned to Amy. "So Pond," he said, as if it followed on with no glitch from the other-worldly words that he had only just shared "what are you doing these days ?" This fairly standard phrase took Amy completely off guard " in , er , terms of what ?" she asked with a puzzled expression on her face "well you know ; Work ? Mortgage? Family ? All those normal things" he said, his face contorting into one of disgust and his fingers forming inverted commas around the word "normal" as it left his lips.
"Work ? Well not a lot to tell really … oh ! I did do some modelling a few years ago" she said vaguely but Rory was determined not to leave it like this "Don't do yourself down !" he exclaimed and then turning to the Doctor he continued where Amy had left off "She put loads of work in , contacting huge companies with an idea for this perfume and they loved it , out-bidding each other , practically falling over each other to buy it and then the chain of shops who won asked her to model for the poster , I mean why wouldn't they ?..." He finally finished his praise for Amy and then looked down at his feet - a little sheepish after his slight outburst but Amy looked at him lovingly and reached out her hand to his . He leaned over and kissed her – so proud of his wife for all her hard work.
"Oh yes , Petrichor !" the Doctor said, looking very proud of Amy himself "I saw that , not a bad job, and I bet you haven't heard the end of it have you ? People coming up to you for autographs and things even when you're just … I don't know, out shopping? "
"How did you … ?"
The Doctor laughed " you don't think I stop keeping track of you lot when you leave the TARDIS do you ? What do you take me for Amelia ?" he said acting hurt and offended .
"You !" she screamed, reaching across and playfully punching him on the arm . Maybe she should have been cross that he had clearly seen her and not come up to say anything but she knew from experience that ,like absolutely everything that the Doctor did it would have been in her best interests or the best interest of those important to her.