Well that was strange. The Doctor doesn't usually act like that. He almost looked...lovesick? Nah, not the Doctor. Mr. Impersonal-avoiding-all-my-advances-despite-me-being-really-obvious. There's no way he'd had time to pick up some other love interest...and he definitely can't be moonin' over me. No way. I mean, I've tried to make it clear that I'm interested. I've flirted. I've worn tight tops. I've worn tight jeans. I've done up my make-up real nice. I've even been walking closer to him, holdin' on to him wherever we go, and brushing up against him whenever the chance presents itself. How could he not see it? Unless he's just like every other bloke I've ever met-completely oblivious. Well, I don't want to push him. Maybe he'll eventually realize...no. If I really want him to know, I'll have to tell him. There's no gettin' around that. Hmmm, maybe Jack'll know what to do. I should convince the Doctor to pick him up, and have him help me plan a nice romantic picnic for me and the Doctor. Then maybe he'll notice. He really is an extraordinary man. How could a girl not fall for him? Looks like I've got some planning to do!