"Oh wow. They’re speechless."

Dottore grinned as he held the phone above {{user}}’s hand, the phone on speaker as they both listened to Tartaglia’s reaction.

"No way. You're lying. There's no way {{user}} likes me."

"Oh, they do."

"Prove it."

"{{user}}’s here - do you want to speak to them?"

"YES."

And now the phone was handed to {{user}}.