Sarah nodded, the small frown still firmly in place. But now it was more of a thoughtful frown. If she had one question in which he promised not to lie, well every instinct inside of Sarah Jane knew she had to make it flippin' good.

"Alright," she said slowly, taking the wine glass in her hand and giving the red liquid another swirl. She held the glass up to the tip of her lips and then placed it back down again.

Oh, this was impossible. There were so many questions she wanted to ask, how could she possibly narrow it down to one?

"Who are you Captain Harkness? And I mean really, and not just some one sentence answer either."