Pub Quiz

It had been one week since the doctor's visit and both of the girls had talked about it in passing but never in depth and certainly not to anyone else. Well, who would believe them?

"You still up for that pub quiz then?" Gillian had called Jennifer that Friday night.

"Yea! Tell you what I'll come over at 7 and we'll get a taxi from yours."

"Sounds good, in dire need of a beer!"

"Know how you feel only none of that swill you call a drink! Dark Rum!"

"Beer!"

"Rum!"

Both girls giggled on the phone, the two had such varying tastes it was a miracle they had stayed good friends for so long.

"Why are we arguing? We both know where this night is heading…"

"Oh no, Gillian you know what your like! Well I'm not bloody carrying you to the taxi!" One of Gillian's major weaknesses was shooters. Unfortunately it ended in a mess, or to be more precise she ended up in a mess.

"I have no idea what you mean…I'll see you at 7!" The two girls laughed as they hung up.

AT 6.55PM LATER THAT NIGHT

Gillian recognized Jennifer's tell tale knock on the door and hurried to answer.

"You're early. Again!"

"Well I can't help it if I don't run by your warped version of time! Are you not ready!" Jennifer had picked up on the fact that Gillian was still in her dressing gown.

"Hair and makeup is done! Just finding something to wear. I own no clothes!" Gillian threw one of her usual overly exaggerated hand gestures as she shut the door.

"Gillian, you have almost two wardrobes and a chest of drawers full of clothes! Go! Now! I'll get us drinks!" Jennifer pushed her up the stairs and made her way to the kitchen.

"Yes mother. Mines..."

"A beer, I've known you how long? Now shift!"

Both chuckled to themselves at how predictable each other was.

An oddly familiar grinding noise came from the back of the house. Both girls heard it and instant went to find each other and then the source.

"Gillian! Get your butt down here!"

"Don't bloody worry I'm here!" Jennifer had never seen Gillian move so fast in her life and that included the times she set herself on fire.

They raced to the back of the house where the kitchen was and looked out the of the window into the back garden.

"Oh my gawd, it's that tar...tar… That bloody great blue thing again!"

Gillian and Jennifer stared open mouthed as it came to a stop.

The door opened and from inside stepped a tall, grinning man. He walked straight up to the back door and knocked. Neither of the girls moved a muscle, well, if a bloody great police phone box just parked in your garden you would be hesitant too.

"Will I be answering the door then?" Jennifer asked eyes still fixed on the box.

"Yea that would be good." Gillian's eyes had also locked onto the box. What would the neighbors think?

Jennifer unlocked the back door and the man walked in still grinning. In the small kitchen the doctor seemed even taller than on Arthur's Seat.

"Hello! Did I catch you at a bad time?" He indicated to the dressing gown.

"Bugger! I'll be back down in a minuet!" Gillian took of up the stairs before anyone had a chance to speak.

"She always greet people like that?" The doctor nodded in the direction of Gillian.

"Like what? Swears at them while semi dressed?"

"Yea."

"Oh, all the time. Um I think the neighbors may talk." Jennifer pointed to the box outside.

"Nah unlikely, people see what they want to see and those old biddies have lived there for so long all she will see is a few bedding plants out of place. Brilliant how the mind works!" Another maniacal grin.

Gillian thundered down the stars wearing something suitable dark for a night out and some sparklies.

"Oh my god Gillian!" Jennifer exclaimed

Oh God what is it? See I said to you yesterday that my eyes felt funny after that hack shined his torch thing in it!" Gillian stared into the nearest mirror franticly looking for a third eye.

"Oi!"

"No! You've never gotten dressed so quick in your life! If I had known all it took was a time travelling alien I would have tried it years ago!"

Jennifer grinned.

"Uh hello? Said time travelling alien in the room thank you!"

The three Giggled as Gillian called a cab. Well why should the Doc miss out on such an 'education'.