Pho-To-Gra-Phy

After the silver that Marian had given them during the reception had been melted down and then forged into a very specific photo-frame (silver with leaves, according to the Doctor, had to be that), but the thing was, there was no picture to go along with it. That was when Chase had figured he ought to at least ask Lionel for a favour.

He'd almost been surprised when the answer was yes. So there they were, in the best Chase could find (which was a navy-blue button down and pair of jeans) and he was staring in confusion all around. "Okay, so, what the hell am I doing?"