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[victormakesart]

The doctor-- a proper doctor, not the Doctor-doctor-- just called Victor on the phone with the results and she told him not to say another word because she has to get Jack and so she cradles the phone between her ear and her shoulder as she texts Jack on her PINpoint: GET OVER HERE.

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[fractured_agent]

"What's the point of making a nonalcoholic version of an alcoholic drink?" Jack wonders.

[victormakesart]

"They taste good. Like, pina coladas have coconuts and pineapples."

[fractured_agent]

"But if it's the alcohol that makes it whatever it is, then it should be named something else, right? It'd be a coconut pineapple cocktail or something."

[victormakesart]

"Well, um, they c-call drinks, they call cocktails that are traditionally alcoholic that aren't alcoholic virgin. So, like, it'd be like a virgin margarita." Isn't she adorable when she's embarrassed.

[fractured_agent]

Jack certainly thinks so. "I wonder if there's a virgin Sex On the Beach," he says, wanting to see just what hue she'll turn next. It's all in good fun.

[victormakesart]

She turns a shade of Ariel's-princess-dress pink. "I, uh, gosh, I don't know."

[fractured_agent]

Jack laughs a little, but not in a cruel sort of way. "A drink's a drink, in the end."

[victormakesart]

"That it is," she says, grinning at him, swirling her frozen yogurt with her spoon to mix everything in properly.

[fractured_agent]

Jack hasn't found a single taste in his froyo that he doesn't like yet. He really does go for anything. "I should visit Earth in my century sometime. I've never actually been."

[victormakesart]

"I'd love to see it, someday. I'd be the tourist!"

[fractured_agent]

"Maybe the next time we're in the area, I'll have to ask the Doctor if you can tag along. We can be first-timers together."

[victormakesart]

"Yeah, I'd love that. Nothing better than adventures with friends. And it'd be nice to meet another Doctor, too. Compare and contrast, y' know."

[fractured_agent]

"You think they'd be different?"

[victormakesart]

"Oh, certainly. They'd have different experiences. Everyone anyone meets and spends enough time with changes them."

[fractured_agent]

"I guess that's true of any alternate. I've never met one of mine."

[victormakesart]

"I know another you. I've met a couple other mes. I don't particularly like myself. Other-myselves, I mean."

[fractured_agent]

"What're the other mes like?"

[victormakesart]

"A lot like you. He's maybe a little sadder."

[fractured_agent]

"Huh." Jack knows better than to ask why, but it's confusing all the same. Why would he be sad?

[victormakesart]

"He's older," she explains, though she knows it's probably a mistake to keep going. It's like when she makes a mistake painting and just keeps on slathering paint on top of it, hoping that when she keeps going the error will be fixed (but really it just makes a muddy mess). "He's good people. He's got a good thing going for him. Really, really cool guy."

[fractured_agent]

"You probably shouldn't tell me details," Jack says as if he's just thinking about it, although he knows full well that he needs to say this. "I might not turn out like him, but if he's older, then there's a chance and I shouldn't learn too much about my own timeline."

[victormakesart]

"I know," she says, now a bit sheepish. "I won't tell the details. I just want you to know that-- I mean, you end up okay. I figured that was alright to say."

[fractured_agent]

"Thank you," he says, flashing one of those brilliant grins. He's privately refusing to believe it, necessarily - that's why his alternate is an alternate - but it's a nice thought, and that's the part that counts.

[victormakesart]

She reaches over to touch his hand, gentle-like, and she tilts her head to the side, smiles. Then she shyly returns her attention to her frozen yogurt. "Most of my alternates are crazy," she says.

[fractured_agent]

"You're not," he says, swirling his spoon in his froyo without eating it.