"It seems rather strange, to think of you sitting through an entire meal at a restaurant, and not being attacked or something." Clara thought out loud. "But it's nice, to have a bit of normalcy."
The Doctor just laughed at her, and squeezed her hand. She grinned up at him. It started to rain. "Oh, dear. Here, you walk under the awning." he let go of her hand and walked around her, to take her other hand so she could walk where she could stay dry. A few moments later they had reached the door of the restaurant. The Doctor and Clara both went to open it at the same time, and they laughed at each other. "No, I'll open it."
"Alright, Doctor. I know it's no use arguing with you."
"You're right, it isn't, Clara." He liked to say her name so he said it often. He followed her inside, and ordered a table by the window so they could watch the rain. He loved the rain.
"You sit down first, so you can be closer to the window." Clara said, knowing he'd like that.
"Thanks!" He did, and grinned at her when she sat down. They talked a bit as they waited for their food to come. When it did, the Doctor ate quickly, as he always did, while Clara savoured it. He finished much before her, and talked while she ate. He kept eyeing her strawberries though, and when she finally noticed, she laughed and offered them to him. He declined, but she insisted, and like a child offered a cookie he took the fruit and ate it, grinning. When she finished her meal, they stayed seated to spend the quiet moments in each other's company. The bill came, and the Doctor paid, then the two got up and left the building, holding hands, to walk back to the TARDIS.