The award show ended as a resounding success, the awards doled out to the winners for their outstanding performances, and now it transitioned into an after party with people mingling among the tables as waiters kept their glasses and plates filled.
Pete did well, being out of his element, Jenny enjoyed the show, with David filling in blanks with his helpful commentary, and it seemed they had a lot of fun with the award show in-person, rather than viewing it on a screen.
Hammond didn't share the same excitement except for the segments with Odette, but he did enjoy the food and drinks doled out by the waiters.
How that man enjoys fish eggs on small crackers, Theodore will never understand.
The fact he's sitting at their table, drinking wine, and sharing insight on what pairs well with caviar, oh, how Theodore wished Hammond was normal like him!
"Oooh, it's time for our private meeting!" David noticed the time, retrieving his ticket with the pass on the back.
He looked towards Jenny with his soft chocolate eyes as he asked if she'd like to come along with him and meet Herman Tully in person, but she declined, saying that she didn't realize how late it gotten.
Realizing how late it's gotten herself, Catherine opted to leave, as well, and return to the TARDIS, and she might need to sleep off the drinks she partook.
Looking over, David asked if Pete wanted to come with and as he pulled on his cream-coloured jacket, Pete said that he's keen on going home, the event took it out of him.
It caused laughter from Jenny as she lightly touched her father's shoulder, telling him that he'd be more alert if it'd had been Daleks.
"At least I got my cardio out of it," Pete noted that all that running the Daleks made him go through certainly helped and inhibited him at the end.
It helped him look presentable to doctors (no pun intended) during his yearly physical, but the strain his body went through during the years ended up giving him nasty bouts of arthritis that gets worse in colder weather.
"I'll see you at the house," Jenny gave David a quick kiss on the lips and he shook Pete's hand before seeing them off, making sure Catherine didn't lose the key to the TARDIS, before rejoining Theodore and Lila.
Hammond wasn't keen on staying longer than needed after Odette and Ben left, so he'd gone home, not before warning Theodore not to cause problems, the nerve of this man!
With their backstage passes, Theodore, Lila, and David went behind the scenes of the award show, where they let in by a security guard.
His large hands in his pockets, David walked with Theodore and Lila towards a meeting area made for them, complete with chairs, a table, and an ash tray.
There's a faint aroma in the air, Lila noted it smelled floral, with Theodore commenting it smelt like lavender.
"Hm, just his personal blend," he heard a voice as he turned his head to see Jasper coming towards him with Lambert and Reese trailing behind him.
David mused that he didn't know Samito can sing, but Lambert said that they had to guess, their people weren't the singing types, but they managed.
"Where's Dom and Shale?" Theodore inquired where the Ko'gan gone as he glanced around.
Reese told him that they gone home, didn't much care for the affair, but only stuck around long enough to see the look on Herman's face when he sees the performance.
"I think he liked it, yes," Jasper noted that he thinks Herman liked the display, only for Reese to point out that it's hard to tell.
That man's face doesn't animate much, always tired-like, could be the stuff he smokes, who knows.
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The Bizarre Adventures of Doctor Who
FanfictionIt's never easy stepping into the shoes of the Doctor-more when you're his son-and so, begins the tale of Theodore Levy Smith. The son of the Doctor. Or specifically, his second son. His father's the progenitor of the title and it'd seem that the ti...