'Come on Donna, tea parties fix everything' the Doctor urged, they had just dropped Martha back home, and Donna was a bit down, she enjoyed having another woman to talk to .
She gave him a small smile from the other side of the console.
'If you say so' she told him, as he punched in the co ordinates, they were aiming for the near past, somewhere in a hotel for a high tea, perhaps .
'Allons-y!'he exclaimed as the TARDIS groaned.
He was surprised when he opened the doors , and saw the crates of tea in Boston Harbour.
'Right. The Boston Tea Party December 16, 1773; he sighed, as Donna stepped out.
'You said a tea party you Dumbo' she told him.
'Its still a tea party, a famous one.' He explained. 'Come on, lets carry crates!'
Donna made him take her to a real tea party , somewhere where she could drink tea, not carry heavy crates of tea ,the very next day.