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I hardly think it's any of your business what I do in my personal time, and I'd rather like to stop these pointless meetings. ... Don't be silly, of course I'm not leaving the grounds. What reason would I have to--

[Lucy appears on the Plane in a large, comfortable chair, something akin to a psychiatrist's chair, and looks around in surprise to find herself no longer speaking with one of the 'doctors' at the estate, but instead empty air. shifts a bit and begins fixing her hair]

Well ... that was an effective way to get out of that.

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Got out of a meeting?

Something like that, you could say. Dreadfully boring and completely useless, really.

Sounds like most meetings, yeah. [holds out her hand] I'm Donna.

I have to say, they were much more interesting before I had to come here. [takes it] Lucy Saxon. A pleasure.

Then you're really lucky. [name registers! ...only vaguely] Are you in business? I think I might have worked for you. I used to do a lot of temping.

I'd have agreed with you just a few months ago. [prims and preens] Ah, my husband is Harold Saxon, Prime Minister of Great Britain.

[watch Donna be smart; besides, the Master having a wife sounds weird] Really? That must be why you look familiar. I was traveling in Egypt during the last bouts of the election.

[grins and fixes her hair some more, primping up] Yes, well, I was all over the telly for a while there. You did send in an absentee ballot for my husband, of course?

[nods] Yeah I did. I didn't see if he won. I was in the pyramids all day. I figured he would, though. I couldn't even remember the other candidates names.

I don't need help in the first place.

No one could get you to respond for a while. You do need help.

What I need is my husband. [sniffs] And I certainly don't need advice on help from you.

[sighs and rubs his eyes] He's not doing you any good.

Oh, but he's doing you perfectly well, then?

Don't start. I'm helping you both and that's it.

Then you will let me see him whenever and wherever I wish, because that would help me most. I miss my husband and want to spend time with him.

Hmm? Oh, don't be silly. It's perfectly all right.

R-really? Oh! [Bows.] Uh, um, I am Tohru Honda, i-it is a pleasure, p-please be patient with me.

Lucy Saxon. Charmed.

[Bows again.] A-and where are you from, Saxon-san?

The British Isles. England, to be precise. Yourself?

Um, Tokyo, Japan.

From so far away? My. [faint smile] I remember Tokyo.