[11 The Christmas Exchange]
Do you know, things seem relatively quiet around here lately? Both around the island and back in the TARDIS, I mean. Relatively being the keyword here. Granted, I'm used to quite a few explosions around my Christmas times, and though I might be tempting fate by saying so, I can't say I particularly mind it like this.
And there's snow! Genuine made-of-water, formed below negative 35 degrees Celsius, melts in your mouth and in your hand snow! Blimey, I love snow. Someday the proper formation of ice crystals will fail to surprise and delight me -- thankfully, today is not that day.
-- Anyway, I'm looking for one Mr. Dante Sparda. Anyone seen him about?
And there's snow! Genuine made-of-water, formed below negative 35 degrees Celsius, melts in your mouth and in your hand snow! Blimey, I love snow. Someday the proper formation of ice crystals will fail to surprise and delight me -- thankfully, today is not that day.
-- Anyway, I'm looking for one Mr. Dante Sparda. Anyone seen him about?