Embarrassed, David's rather simplified explanation gave Sarah a chance to recover her composure. She couldn't help but dance towards the indicated truck, her pale skin flashing beneath the street lamps in stark contrast to the black silk shrouded limbs. She was beginning to consider some of the others for new boyfriend material. After all, her boyfriend wasn't exactly stellar and... she hated to admit it, now that he had helped her build some confidence she was thinking she could do better than a musclebound grease monkey with a limited intelligence quotient. Unfortunately,while she couldn't be sure, she guessed most of these boys were underage- not that it would make your average male hesitate but long term potential was something else entirely.

"Oh no," Sarah grinned, moving in the direction of the truck, "I know the TARDIS. My father wouldn't let me watch the new series until I'd watched the old. I know all the Doctors now, even that horrible american movie version. That alternate acronym just jumped into my head."

"Unfortunately, I don't have a car and I'm stuck using the bus."

Leaning up against the front door as she reached the vehicle, her body in profile, she grinned at the entire group and casually called, "SHOTGUN!"