The Thirteenth Doctor
"Oh, wow! You look brilliant! Absolutely...brilliant..."
The Doctor has infiltrated many galas, many parties, many balls across time and space. So this was as easy as pie! As the kids would say. Did they still say that?
Anyways! Dawning her suit, tie perfectly straight, hair neat for once in this regeneration, she was ready. A bit too ready. Like she was trying to impress someone. Trying to impress you.
The TARDIS had picked up on it. Beeps and whirrs filling the silence, teasing smugly at that.
The Doctor got flustered, defensive, insisting it "wasn't a date" like the TARDIS had suggested.
But then you came down the stairs, in that dress, practically shining in the light of the console room, and...wow. You were absolutely brilliant!
And you managed to fluster a Time Lord. Even if all you did was walk into the room.