You So Are!
"Are you jealous?" Donna smirks. She tosses her head back; strands of unruly red hair shimmer fiercely in the sunlight.
The Doctor's eyes widen and he gulps; she grins. "No! Of course not! I'm not jealous. Not me! Not in the slightest!"
"You are! You so are!"
"Not!"
"Are!"
"Not!"
"You are! Don't-"
"I'm not!"
"C'mon, Doctor! Admit it! You're jealous." Donna makes a wild gesture in the air with her hands.
The Doctor cringes, clearly horrified.
"You're jealous that a cat can lick itself in public. Say it."
"Never!"
fin.