“What’re you lying around for? Don’t you want to see the sights?”
“Too hot!” Rose sighed, fanning herself.
“Hot? This is nothing.” The Doctor was still wearing his suit and long coat while Rose had opted for shorts and halter-top, sunglasses and a wide-brimmed hat completing the outfit. “It’s not bothering anyone else.”
Rose peered over the tops of her sunglasses. Here they were on Barcelona, the planet of the noseless dogs, and said dogs were sprawled limply in the shade everywhere she looked. “Really? What about the hot dogs?”
Moments like this reminded her how alien the Doctor was.