"It's hard for me to keep my hands off you while we're speeding down the road and fleeing for our lives," Robin said, raising an eyebrow at the Doctor's attire. "But as long as you don't pick up a lasso I think I can manage. For a while, at least." Then she walked toward him, placing her index finger right above the open top button of his shirt.<br/><br/>"I'd love to spend a night on the town," she said, the same twinkle in her eyes. "But I need to know what we'll be doing. I may need some time to get ready. Where are you taking me, you old lecher?" Then she winked at him, a small smile twitching at the corners of her lips before backing away a step. "I hope it's somewhere we can dance."