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were_lemurWhen I heard about a drink made with ginger beer, I knew I had to write something like this. The only question was which Doctor I would inflict it on.
The last thing the Doctor wants to do is to go to the party to celebrate Jo’s new flat, but it would be churlish deny Benton a lift, and then Jo sees him and he ends up inside, quite against his wishes. “Just long enough for a drink,” he says, and when Jo presses a glass into his hand, he swallows it before he realizes what’s in it.
“It’s called a Dark ‘n’ Stormy,” she says, proudly. “My cousin spent his holiday yachting in Bermuda; he says it’s their national drink. He even brought me the rum and ginger beer!”
The last thing the Doctor wants to do is to go to the party to celebrate Jo’s new flat, but it would be churlish deny Benton a lift, and then Jo sees him and he ends up inside, quite against his wishes. “Just long enough for a drink,” he says, and when Jo presses a glass into his hand, he swallows it before he realizes what’s in it.
“It’s called a Dark ‘n’ Stormy,” she says, proudly. “My cousin spent his holiday yachting in Bermuda; he says it’s their national drink. He even brought me the rum and ginger beer!”
