The Doctor smiled as he lead the other Time Lord over to his TARDIS. “Just don’t break anything. That will take forever to clean up knowing you.” He teased somewhat.
"Oh, I wouldn’t dream of breaking anything, I’m sure she’ll like me just fine." Ehavon laughs. "But uh… I’ll have to keep quiet about it later, or else mine will get jealous."
"Shhh, shhhh!" He leaned against the stranger and let out another laugh again. "I say it’s a-okay."
"You really ought to be more careful, there are a lot of dangerous men out there." Ehavon scolds playfully, wrapping an arm around the young boys waist. "But as long as you’ve given consent, I think that’s invitation enough. My name’s Ehavon, by the way. And what’s yours, cutie?"
"I might have to reconfigure a couple of things, but yes we can take mine. I call her a TARDIS though. Susan named her that."
"Yeah, I’ve got one too. A Battle TARDIS though. Helped me a lot during the war. Saved my life dozens of times when I needed him."
"Just a little," Angel mused after a quick though. "Then for free!" He suggested with a bright smile and a chuckle laced in right after.
"I wouldn’t want to take advantage of you, you’re so precious." the Time Lord smirks, but is obviously very tempted by the idea.
"Has anyone told you that you’re like really hot! Like I would pay to fuck you. Wow!” Angel slurred out to the man he spotted. He was too drunk to realize what he had said.
"You’re really drunk, aren’t you?" Ehavon laughs, shaking his head, "That’s adorable, thank you. But no, I’m not an escort."