Date: 2008-10-29 06:59 pm (UTC)
Jack's suspicious look gets only one eyebrow raised. James has every right to be suspicious of some man who waltzes into their flat, claiming to be the Doctor, of all people. He's merely some bloke who happens to bear an uncanny resemblance to David Tennant, that's all. But James is nothing if not used to dealing with Jack's mad ideas, so he just exhales a little sigh, lifting his glass to his lips.

'The Doctor. Right, of course you are.'

Jack's wiggling fingers catch him a moment too late, and he grits his teeth against the taste of an Arnold Palmer decidedly more alcoholic than what he was expecting. That one earns two eyebrows, and he crosses to the couch to swap glasses with Jack. Even though he'd normally call it rather too early for anything stronger than beer or wine, the way this day is looking to shape up, he rather thinks that liquor might not be an entirely bad idea. Still, Jack gets his drink back, and James instates himself in a new position leaning against the wall by the couch. He feels slightly awkward in nothing but his robe; he'll have to remedy that soon.

All manner of sarcastic questions are making themselves known in his brain for this so-called 'Doctor,' but James quells them, instead settling on a fairly neutral, 'So, how did you two meet?'
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