Sitting next to him didn't turn out to be as awkward as she thought it would be. He asked her what store she would like to go to and when Clara replied that she didn't really care as long as they had groceries the Doctor made the decision for her. He asked her how she had been, said that he had already graded her latest coursework, that it was good and she would be getting it back on Monday morning.
“I'm cooking dinner tonight for a friend and his wife who are in town. I also need to buy a cookbook cause I have no idea what I'd be doing otherwise,” he admitted.
Clara started to laugh. “What, you invite people for dinner and you can't cook?”
“Well, they sort of invited themselves. I had no choice, besides he is letting me use his summer cottage and boat at the Welsh coast next weekend.”
“Summer cottage in December?” she asked in disbelief.
“It's still nice during the winter and I want to go fishing.”
Clara said nothing, she knew better than to argue with a man over manly hobbies like fishing and they had also reached the supermarket. She was about to grab her own cart, when the Doctor stopped her.
“I don't need much, we can put it in one,” he said, “Come on.”
“What if someone from university sees us? It looks like we're shopping together.”
The Doctor shrugged. “We are.”
“But what will they think?” Clara asked. She wasn't keen on being the subject of gossip.
“Don't worry, Clara. I've been shopping here for years and I haven't seen one familiar face. Now come on.”
He was right. The supermarket was filled with lots of stressed out people who probably could think of better ways to spend their Saturday morning than with standing in line. The Doctor was first in line to pay and when the cashier had finished scanning the articles he quickly removed to barrier that separated her items from his.
“Keep going,” he told the cashier.
“Wait, what?,” Clara, who had been lost in her own thoughts, intervened, “No way. These are mine and I'm gonna pay for them.”
“Ignore her,” the Doctor turned back to the cashier, “I'm paying.”
Clara put her arms akimbo. “No way. You're not paying for my groceries.”
“Well, which one is it gonna be?” the cashier asked impatiently.
“I'll pay.”
“No, he won't.”
“We could keep this going for another hour and really piss off anyone in line behind us or you can just accept and let me pay,” the Doctor winked at her, knowing she really didn't want to anger all those people behind her. He turned back to the woman behind the register and said: “I'm paying.”
Clara started packing the groceries, still mad at the Doctor and vowed to herself to pay him back as soon as they were in the car.
“Why did you insist on paying?” she asked angrily as they headed back to the parking lot.
The Doctor shrugged. “You seemed to be having such a bad day, I thought a nice gesture would cheer you up.”
“Well, it doesn't,” Clara said, “It makes me feel like a little girl who can't pay for her own shopping.”
She caught the Doctor looking at her as if he was trying to determine if she had a problem with not being in control, which was true, but even if he had figured her out, he didn't show it.
“Well, I'm sorry if I made you feel this way. But hey, if you want to you can do something nice for me in return and we're even,” he suggested.
“I'll think about it,” she said grudgingly.
坐在他旁边不就是像她想象的一样尴尬。他问她什么她想要去的商店和克拉拉回答,她并不在意,只要他们有杂货时医生决定给她。他问她怎样她一直说,他已经分等级她最新的课程,它是好,她会得到它在星期一早上回来。"我正在做饭,今晚一位朋友和他的妻子在城里的那些。我也需要买一个食谱原因我也不知道什么我会不会这么做,"他承认。克莱拉开始笑。"什么,你请人吃饭,你不会做饭吗?""嗯,他们有点邀请自己。我别无选择,除了他让我用他的夏季别墅和船在威尔士海岸下周末"。"在 12 月的夏季别墅吗?"她难以置信地问。"还是很棒在冬季和我想要去钓鱼"。克拉拉说什么,她比更清楚,争论和一个男人气概的爱好像钓鱼与他们也达成了超市。她正要拿她自己的车,当医生拦住了她。"我不需要太多,我们可以将它放置在一个,"他说,"来吧""如果有人从大学看到我们吗?它看起来像我们一起购物。大夫耸耸肩膀。"我们是"。"但是他们会怎么想?"克拉拉问道。她并不热衷于为标的闲言闲语。"别担心,克拉拉。我已经在这里逛了年,我没见到一个熟悉的面孔。现在加油。他是正确的。超市里充满了很多强调出大概能想到的更好的方式来度过他们的星期六早晨比与排队的人。医生是第一个在网上支付,当收银员已经完成扫描文章他迅速移到她物品分开他的屏障。"继续下去,"他告诉收银员。"等等,什么?,"克拉拉,失去了一直在她自己的思想,进行了干预,"没有办法。这些是我的我要去为他们支付。"忽略她,"医生退后到收银台,"我支付"。克拉拉把她的手臂叉腰。"没有办法。你不花钱买我的杂货"。"好吧,哪一个是你会吗?"收银员不耐烦地问。"我会付。"不,他不会的"。"我们可以把这个传下去另一个小时和真的惹怒了排在我们后面的任何人或你可以接受,便让我付钱,"医生向她,知道她真的不想激怒她身后所有那些人眨了眨眼。他又转向登记册背后的女人,说:"我支付"克莱拉开始包装食品杂货,仍然生气医生并发誓自己去支付他尽快回来他们是在车里。"为什么要坚持付钱吗?"她生气地问道,他们回到停车场。大夫耸耸肩膀。"你似乎有这种糟糕的一天,我以为很好的姿态会使你振作。“Well, it doesn't,” Clara said, “It makes me feel like a little girl who can't pay for her own shopping.”She caught the Doctor looking at her as if he was trying to determine if she had a problem with not being in control, which was true, but even if he had figured her out, he didn't show it.“Well, I'm sorry if I made you feel this way. But hey, if you want to you can do something nice for me in return and we're even,” he suggested.“I'll think about it,” she said grudgingly.
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