"I'll have to find better handcuffs, then," Robin said, trying to ignore the goosebumps that raced along her arms at his touch. "And thanks... But if you think you can 'ban' me from wearing what I like, you've -" She was cut off, though, as the Doctor realized he forgot his hat. Sighing as he bounded back through the doors of the closing lift, she shook her head. Something didn't seem right about it... Like he'd done it on purpose.<br/><br/>Robin narrowed her eyes, hoping he'd explain it to her later. Since the elevator hadn't been sped up by the sonic this time, it took a lot longer to reach the bottom, and by the time the doors opened up she had her arms crossed over her chest and was tapping her toe impatiently. Finally she walked out, back into the myriad sounds and sights inside the grand ballroom.<br/><br/>A holographic band was playing Sing, Sing, Sing, one of Robin's favorite jazz tunes. A smile turned up the corners of her lips as she listened. Suddenly, she found that she wasn't alone. A man had approached her and was giving her a very pointed stare. Robin looked at him with that same mysterious smile on her face, brushing past him nonchalantly.<br/><br/>"Can I not even ask for this dance?" he called after her, trying to catch up. Robin paused, looking him over. He was handsome, she supposed, with dark curly hair and eyes of the same color. "When I saw you come out of the lift I knew immediately that you were the most beautiful woman here." Robin laughed lightly, grinning at him.<br/><br/>"Sorry mate," she said, patting him on the arm. "I've got someone coming to meet me, and then we're off. I hope you have a wonderful New Year." She then walked back to the TARDIS, leaning on the blue door and waiting for the Doctor. And she knew she always would. Whatever may happen to them, eventually she would always find a way back to wait on her Doctor.