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[the Doctor appears mid-rant, arms crossed]

--little delay with the shuttles and everyone goes mad. Two hours. Two hours! Try two days, two weeks! You sh--

[glances around]

Well. Long as I'm here, I may as well enjoy the lack of whining.

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And I can't even manage that.

Wow, must be getting pretty bad, then.

Unbelievably.

Anything I can do?

Got a spare universe in your pocket I can toy around with?

[Yup, looks through her pockets] Not that I can see.

[quick grin] Then nope.

Don't have any stashed in broom cupboards in the TARDIS?

I'm fresh out.

Shame, really.

I've got loads of other things.

Do you really?

Every bit of anything you could think of, except somewhere else to be.

Funny, you'd that that would keep you busy for a while.

It did. I'm a lot older than "a while" though.

Given Mickey the grand tour yet? It could always be more fun if you showed him everything.

Oh, he knows his way around well enough. And most places he hasn't seen he's better off staying out of.

Gets into trouble easily, Mickey.

--not that I'm one to talk or anything.

I have a habit of picking the curious ones.

Curious! That's a good word for it!

[brief grin] He listens better than some of the companions I've had though. And he may be nearing a record for least amount of times captured.

Really? Good job you took him instead of me, then.

Yup. [definitely didn't mean that to be rude, but you know Nine... |D]

[She knows better :D] You told me I was setting new records in all of that, once. And not in a good way.

Bit of a trouble magnet?

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