River Song

"Hello, Sweetie!" River Song says, as she emerges, wearing a red evening dress and high heels, and wielding a sonic screwdriver. You're not sure if she's addressing you or Amy.

"What do you want?" Amy snarls at her, pushing your head down against the console, away from the buttons.

"Well, you called me," River says, going round the console toward you both.

"This thing called you," she says, her hand grinding your face against the console.

"Oh, a new toy!" she says, bending down to look at your face. "And he wants me."

"He's mine!" insists Amy.

"He'll be mine," River tells her.

"How can you be so sure?" Amy asks.

River walks over to Amy and whispers something in her ear.

A smile crosses Amy's face. "Looks like you're all hers now," she tells you, pulling out her truncheon and removing your handcuffs. She then turns to River, gazing at her sonic screwdriver. "How many settings does that thing have? More than Thirteen's?"

"Spoilers!" River replies.

"Guess I'll find out tonight," Amy says, as she walks away. "You two motherfuckers have fun."

As Amy disappears into the Tardis, you find yourself staring at River, who's looking at you, a smile on her face.

"Don't worry, Sweetie, I'm not going to hurt you," she tells you. "Not unless you ask me to. No, there's just one thing I want from you."