In Good Companion Company

(I have two piercings in each ear and am wearing some very geeky earrings. Customers keep commenting on one pair, Nintendo controllers, but are confused as to what the other pair is. Until a young girl, who is maybe six, comes in with her mom.)

Little Girl: *wide eyed* “Is that a Tardis!?”

Me: *smiling* “Yes, it is! No one has figured it out all day.”

Little Girl: *excitedly* “Does that mean you’re the Doctor?!” *to her mom* “Is the Doctor a girl now?!”

Mom: *sternly* “No, the Doctor isn’t a girl.”

Little Girl: *sadly* “Oh…”

Mom: *brightly* “But that just means she’s his companion!”

Little Girl: “OH!” *grins* “Yeah! The Doctor does like gingers, doesn’t he?”

Me: *putting a finger to my lips* “Shh! Don’t tell anyone my secret!”

Little Girl: “Okay!”

(After her mom pays for their things, the little girl turns and waves before they leave.)

Little Girl: “By Miss the Doctor’s Companion! Beware the Daleks!”

(Best customers ever!)