It was already late when Jenna and

It was already late when Jenna and Peter walked back into the hotel lobby after having dinner in town. They had a hard day behind. The flight, an interview and a lot of public relations with the fans. Selfies - at least 249, autographs and a lot of small talk.

It was “Peter!” here and “Jenna!” there. It was great - no question, but it was hard work, because they wanted to be nice to everybody, asking everybody for his name, trying to be super special with everyone.

Now, they were tired and both knew, tomorrow was a hard day too. Radio interview in the morning, panel in the afternoon and another interview after dinner.

They had shared dinner with Moffat, talking about the panel and further things that would come up. Drinking one glass of wine, so they could all fall asleep - what was sometimes not easy after all the impressions they collected through the day.

Coming toward the lift, Jenna was the first to notice that their obligations were not fulfilled for today. She spotted a group of younger girls, maybe seventeen to twenty she guessed, near by the elevator. Giggling in excitement, when they saw the pair walk in.

“It seems we are not done yet,” Jenna draw Peters attention to them.

He sighed in exhaustion, “Oh no.” He loved the fans, he really did, but it was 10 o’clock in the evening. Night! He not only looked horrible, he felt that way.

“Come on, we make it quick,” she just smiled at him, fully understanding his little outbreak.

“Promise?” Peter asked, his voice husky from lack of sleep.

“Promise.”

The girls started to jump up and down, sharing nervous glances, giggling - they had at least three coffees too much, they guessed.

“Doctor!” someone bursted out.

“Mister Capaldi!” the other said. And so on. Jenna realized in an instant, the group had mostly waited for the star of the show.

“Hey ladies,” Peter brought a smile to his face, already searching for a pen in his jacket. “How long have you been waiting?”

“Three hours,” one explained, way to fast in her voice. “Can we have pictures?”

“And autographs?”

“Yes, sure!” he said, patiently signing everything they gave him. Asking for names, complimenting the cosplay some of them did. Answering questions. Jenna did to, but she was not the center of attention and somehow - in silence - he envied her. It was her in the end who did the pictures.

結果 (中文) 1:

天色已晚，当娜和彼得走回酒店大堂在城里吃过晚饭之后。他们背后辛苦的一天。飞行、 采访和大量的公共关系和球迷。拍照-至少 249，签名和小谈了很多。就是"彼得!"在这里，"詹娜!"。很棒 — — 没有问题，但它是艰苦的工作，因为他们想要对每一个人，请大家为他的名字，想要每个人都超级特别好。现在，他们很累了，俩都知道，明天也是繁忙的一天。电台采访中上午、 下午和另一个小组采访后晚餐。他们曾与莫法特，谈论小组和进一步的事情会出现共享晚餐。他们喝一杯酒，所以他们可能都睡着了-什么是有时不容易毕竟印象收集过一天。朝电梯走来，詹娜是第一个注意到今天不履行了其义务。她发现一群年轻的女孩，也许十七岁到二十岁之间，又她猜到了，不久由升降机。兴奋地咯咯地笑着，当他们看到走在这一对。"看来我们还没有完成，"彼得斯的詹娜注意到他们。他叹了口气在用尽，"哦没有."他爱球迷，他真的做了，但那是 10 上午在傍晚。晚上!他看上去既不可怕，他觉得这种方式。"来，我们使它快速，"她只是微笑着他，充分理解他小小的爆发。"诺言吗?"彼得问，他因为缺乏睡眠而沙哑的声音。"承诺"。女孩子们也开始跳向上和向下，共享人心惶惶，咯咯地笑 — — 他们太多了，至少三杯咖啡，他们猜到了。"医生!"有人疯了。"先生卡帕尔迪!"另一位说。等等。珍娜在瞬间，实现集团一直主要是在等待演出的明星。"嘿女士，"彼得带着微笑给他的脸，已经寻找一支笔，在他的夹克。"怎么你等了多久?""三个小时，"一个人解释说，通往快速在她的声音。"我们可以有图片吗?""和亲笔签名吗?""是的一定!"他说，耐心地签署他们给他的一切。询问姓名，恭维的 cosplay 有人去做。回答问题。珍娜，但她不是关注的中心并以某种方式-在沉默 — — 他羡慕她。它是她到底是做的图片。