'Give me one good reason why I should let you buy a cart full of fireworks'
The Doctor turned to face Donna, as they stood in the middle of a crowded market in China..
'Fun?' he asked, raising an eyebrow.
'That's not a reason' she replied.
'You're no fun' he muttered, gazing admirely at the rows and rows of fireworks.
'Shut that mouth alien boy, you're drooling' Donna snapped.
'But..'
As Donna pulled the Doctor from the display, he shouted.
'Donna, but its New Years Eve!'
'Right' Donna muttered, rolling her eyes, remembering the last time he set of fireworks.
It involved him accidentally blowing up a room in the TARDIS.
Donna's bedroom.
