When the man stands up, James realises immediately why it is he looks so strangely familiar; he's an absolute spitting image of a certain man he and Jack watch on television nearly every Saturday night. The similarity is frankly startling; not just the clothes and the hair, but the face as well. Even the way he springs to his feet, bouncing a little on his heels. But when he introduces himself as the Doctor as well, James can't help but roll his eyes. Brilliant; Jack's found some obsessive Doctor Who fanatic and brought him back to the flat. Why he should do such a thing, James has no idea, but it remains done, and now, it seems, it's up to him to deal with it.
'Jack. Darling.' His voice is heavy with sarcasm as he detaches Jack's hands from his hips, turning to give him an aggrieved look. 'Who exactly is this man?'
Even besides the fact that the man's dressed up as a fictional character, James really does prefer to be fully dressed when meeting other people. There are a few exceptions to this, of course- Andrew, Theo, Elizabeth, obviously Jack- but complete strangers are very far down on his list of people to be seen half-dressed, dripping wet, and with Jack pressed up against his back.
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Date: 2008-10-29 05:12 pm (UTC)'Jack. Darling.' His voice is heavy with sarcasm as he detaches Jack's hands from his hips, turning to give him an aggrieved look. 'Who exactly is this man?'
Even besides the fact that the man's dressed up as a fictional character, James really does prefer to be fully dressed when meeting other people. There are a few exceptions to this, of course- Andrew, Theo, Elizabeth, obviously Jack- but complete strangers are very far down on his list of people to be seen half-dressed, dripping wet, and with Jack pressed up against his back.