The Doctor wasn't his only source of material.
After a long day of meetings (and she's not joking when she says she'd rather be fighting aliens, at least if they get shirty, she can shoot them) Rose finally gets back to the flat she shares with her Doctor.
And finds him wearing one of her favorite bras, the red and black lace.
"I can explain!" he squeaks.
"If you've stretched that out, you're buying me a new one."
"You're not -- "
"Upset? Shocked?" She puts her hand on his cheek. "I've got the day off tomorrow. We'll go shopping together, and your inner Donna can get her own lingerie."
After a long day of meetings (and she's not joking when she says she'd rather be fighting aliens, at least if they get shirty, she can shoot them) Rose finally gets back to the flat she shares with her Doctor.
And finds him wearing one of her favorite bras, the red and black lace.
"I can explain!" he squeaks.
"If you've stretched that out, you're buying me a new one."
"You're not -- "
"Upset? Shocked?" She puts her hand on his cheek. "I've got the day off tomorrow. We'll go shopping together, and your inner Donna can get her own lingerie."