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[have part of a jungle, everyone. The Doctor has dragged several palm trees with him and a grassy area that fades to white sand beach and yes, even the edges of the water. So there's random water lapping up on the random beach with the Doctor sitting under a random tropical tree, staring up into space]

...Ohh, that's the Cassiopeia galaxy. Thought it was the Derred galaxy.

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[mildly] I didn't linger on it. [digs through his pockets and starts pulling out the Master's stuff] I'll have to make it harder, then, if you're getting your screwdriver back. [tosses him it]

[catches it] I'd rather an intellectual challenge than something silly and simple. Make it interesting.

Oi, I happen to be good at locks. You'll see. [pauses, then hands him the rest of whatever was in his pockets] There you go.

Have scones ready for me when I'm done.

[brightly] I might not even burn them.

I highly doubt that.

[snorts] Your confidence in me is overwhelming.

It matches your performance.

[raises his eyebrows] Is that a challenge to make good scones?

Is there any chance of you succeeding?

[very stubbornly] Of course I could! I can make tea and well... I used to cook a bit a...few regenerations ago. I can manage it. What kind of scones?

We'll see if you can manage plain ones.

Fine. They'll be done by the time you are. Before, even.

I highly doubt that.

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