A visit to an old friend?

"Get your good heels on, Rose," said future Clara. "We're meeting up with an old friend first."

"What's so embarrassing about that?" said future Rose.

"Oh, you''ll see," said Clara with a slight smirk on her face.

Present Rose was puzzled. Clara and Rose actually had a friend who had seen them like this? Granted, the two of them had obviously been together for a while -- a very, very, very long while. But up to now, she had thought this was a private arrangement. Well, kind of private. Clara definitely did seem to spend a long time looking at her pr -- No, that wasn't what she had meant to say, was it?

Present Rose squeaked as she watched future Clara and future Rose -- the latter wearing nothing more than an extremely attractive pair of high heels -- any higher and they'd almost be what some people on TV used to call stripper heels though come to think -- stop it, she thought. It's bad enough when either of the two Claras goes there. Surely I don't have to go there too.

Anyway, as present Rose and present Clara watched their future selves leave the TARDIS, she noticed that Clara had landed her TARDIS in what looked like a wedding chapel. Though where said chapel was located she could not tell.

"Yes, there are a lot of people here, all right," she heard future Rose. "But for some reason, it pales compared to that time you took me to Midnight Mass at the Vatican."

"And don't forget the Sistine Chapel," said future Clara. "And Michelangelo."

"How could I forget that?" said future Rose. "You think he still remembers me?"

"Oh, it's obvious from the sketches we've collected over the last century that he definitely remembers you," said future Clara.

Then Clara saw someone she obviously recognized. An older red-headed woman with curly hair. Why she was here, present Rose had no idea, but future Clara obviously recognized her. Judging from her **** to cover, future Rose obviously did too.

"Surprise," said future Clara, greeting the older woman with an embrace from behind. "I told you we'd see you again in Vegas."

"Yes, you did," said the older woman as she turned around. "And like the Americans say, what happens in Vegas... But seriously, why are you two here? Are you thinking about..."

The older woman gestured around at their surroundings but it seemed obvious from the smile on her face that she was only teasing future Clara.

Future Clara responded, "Hell, no, River. I'll admit it's tempting. After all, Rose and I have been together so long that we might as well make it official."

Present Rose squeaked.

"But not today," said future Clara. "I still need to bring her back to the Doctor someday -- okay, her Doctor, at least. We already met the thirteenth Doctor and she was cool with it..."

Wait! thought present Rose. The thirteenth Doctor is a woman? When did this happen? Why didn't the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come take them to that meeting? What else is going on here that she ought to know about?

"Anyway, the thirteenth Doctor might have been cool with Rose sporting a wedding ring she had not been wearing before but her Doctor not so likely," future Clara told the woman she called River.

"And yet I noticed you gave her a piercing," said River with a smile.

"Well, knowing what her Doctor is like, he's not likely to look there," said future Clara.

"Yes, the eleventh Doctor used to have the same problem," said River. "Even worse if I remember correctly. So you came all this way just to see me?"

"Actually I need a little information that you may or may not have in that little book of yours that you carry around," said future Clara.

At this point, she leaned forward and whispered something into River's ear. And in return River whispered something into future Clara's ear.

Then they both backed away and shook hands.

"Best of luck with the surprise,"said River. "I hope everything goes well."

"Oh, I'm sure it will," said future Clara. "I'm sure it will."

Present Clara just grinned and looked at the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come.

"I guess it's no big surprise where we go from here," said present Clara to the Ghost. "Lead on."