The Doctor spun around, skidding on the wet tiles as the shower curtain twitched aside. He tried to cover himself with a loofa.

"Oh please, it's not like I haven't seen it all before."

"River, do you mind?"

"Not at all, sweetie. Do you?"

"Yes! Clearly! I mind!" He pressed himself against the wall, averting his eyes but not before catching a glimpse as the water flattened her curls and streamed down her breasts. He pressed his lips together, swallowed painfully and tried desperately to think of cricket.

"It's not like you've never seen it all before, either, my love..."