Wedding DancerThe Doctor danced with everyone at the wedding. The women were brilliant but the men were a bit shy...He didn't know why everyone was staring at him, he'd only asked her father to dance. And this dance was all the rage in ancient Greece and New New New Delphi.He waved his hands high over his head and sank down as he stepped toward Augustus. Great name, Augustus. Augustus Pond. Very Greek. Amy's father smiled at him in a sort of strained way, but he gamely put his hands over his head and mirrored the Doctor's movements, as best he could with his pudgy belly constrained by his tux.The Doctor smiled delightedly and twirled. He grinned and applauded when Augustus twirled too. He knew Amy's father was trying desperately to make up for all the years he hadn't believed in his daughter's imaginary friend. And the Doctor could only admire him for it. Besides, he wasn't a bad dancer.He shook the sweating man's hand firmly and thanked him for the dance. He led him back ov
You Don't Know Me"You know my name.That's it."