Rose was standing in front of the mirror, admiring the way the dress fit her figure. Her mind raced to unscramble the riddle of who John Smith was and how he acquired a dress that looked exactly like Marilyn Monroe's red sequin dress. Perhaps the more important question was why he sent it to her. A knock at the door broke her fixated gaze at her reflection and she walked over to the doorway, only having to catch her balance on the back of the sofa once.
As she opened the door the light from the setting sun reflected off of her dress and sent globes of light dancing across the doorway. Sherlock was so mesmerized by the beautiful figure in front of him it took him a few seconds before he regained his composure and extended his arm for Rose to take. "You look stunning." said the usually unromantic Sherlock Holmes in amazement. "Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself." joked Rose. Arm in arm they walked to the awaiting cab.
"Hello and welcome to Luigi's." stated a blonde teenager in a monotone voice, "I'm Trevor, and I'll be your waiter." he continued as he handed them the menu. "What can I get you to drink?" Trevor asked, looking towards Rose."Just water for me, thanks." she replied. "Water for me too." Sherlock added. Trevor lazily wrote down their drink orders and disappeared into the kitchen.
"There's so many things to choose from!" remarked Rose, who was carefully studying the menu. Luigi's was a favorite of Sherlock's and he already knew what he was going to order so instead of the menu he looked at Rose. Absolutely breath-taking. He thought with a smile slowly spreading across his face. NO! Quit letting your emotions get the better of you. he thought, a scowl suddenly replacing the beginnings of a grin. "Everything alright?" Rose asked with concern in her voice. "Oh yes, I'm fine." he replied "Just thinking." Sherlock watched as Rose's look of concern vanished and she went back to her menu.
Back in the kitchen, the Doctor was putting on Trevor's uniform. It was quite easy to convince the unmotivated lad that he was there to relieve him of his duties as a waiter, especially with the help of the Doctor's trusty psychic paper. He still couldn't alert Rose of his presence though, so he put in color contacts and attached a fake moustache to his upper lip. Even though he knew he looked ridiculous, he had to make sure his Rose was okay.