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[The Doctor is in a relatively good mood, and it may have something to do with the fact that he's got one of his companions with him. This companion is a fluffy black cat named Mortimer, who is currently lapping up a saucer of milk. The Doctor shakes his head as he watches him.]

Dunno how you can stand the stuff. All the species in all the universe and it has to come out of a cow.

Suppose it's a good thing we restocked the kitchen, though. 'Course, it's gonna have to be restocked every couple of weeks now that we've got so many mouths to feed. [He doesn't sound overly frustrated by this, however. Quite the opposite, in fact.] Remember when it was just you and me? Blimey, seems like forever ago... [he trails off, brooding for a moment. Then he turns his attention to Mortimer again, since the cat is demanding it by plopping down onto Nine's lap.]

Speaking of new companions, d'you think we ought to get another cat? Seems like you could use a feline friend, and maybe one who's mum won't try to claw me to death. No more domestics for me, thanks!

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indeed! :|

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[The Doctor considers this for a moment, then shrugs, and follows Benny to the bar.] No sharing drinks with the cat, Benny. 'Course, I don't think they'd smell any good to him anyway.

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Doctor! Do you really think I'd waste perfectly good liquor on our friend here? [and she addresses the cat again as they walk] No, you are a very silly cat, aren't you? You don't enjoy anything as fun as brandy or vokda or rum or lager or wines or any of that, do you? But that's okay, yes it is, oh yes it is.

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Y'know, I don't think he appreciates being cooed over like a baby. Mortimer's a tough cat, just like me! [Mortimer, however, seems to disagree, as he purrs in Benny's arms. :|]