"You're a woman…? And you're wearing pants…?"

"Yes, sir, I am! Got a problem?!" Donna retorted to the waiter in the diner , the Doctor had taken her to 1950 , somewhere in the USA

"No, no, of course not! In fact, I even think it's amazing!" the young waiter replied , taking her order, Donna leaned back on the red leather seat of the booth her and the Doctor were sharing , the diner was busy. The Doctor observed her , his eyebrows raised over the menu he was holding up to his face , he was hiding a smile.

' Donna Noble , you are brilliant, you just made women's rights a thing, Just by wearing those jeans in public'.