[FAST FORWARD WHY NOT - to a hole-in-the-wall Chinese restaurant that may or may not actually exist within walking distance of the Millennium Centre, because I can't be arsed to check. It's dimly lit but not terribly romantic - more like boisterous and smoke-filled. Master is munching Kung Pao chicken so spicy you can practically see the heat waves. He sips a bottle of Tsingtao and gives the Doctor a dirty look.]

"If you chicken out of this, I'll fucking glass you."

[He laughs. It's a joke... ]