Oh, that's just perfect. Trust the Doctor to show up right now. Jamie's mouth pulls off to the side as he's clapped on the shoulder, and stays that way right up until Billy's comment. Then, if anything, it gets deeper. That really does not help Jamie's mindset right now, and he's feeling a touch resentful at the moment.

He knows, though, that it's important that they cooperate so they can get to what they need. And...he supposes he's not winding up with some complete stranger. The fact that it's the Doctor does help things a bit. There's worse people to get married to. Besides, it's not like they have to stay married. Or go off and work off any extra energy, come to think about it.

"Och, fine," he finally says, although he's not sounding thrilled about it. "I'll marry ye, Doctor." Abruptly, he turns to face the Time Lord and points a finger at him. "But no dressing me up like a lassie this time, do ye hear me?"