‘I was just resting my eyes.’
‘And exercising your snoring muscles.’


‘There we are, the TARDIS is working perfectly.’
‘Oh aye? That would be a first.’
‘Well, all right, as perfectly as usual, then.'


The Doctor straightened. ‘That’s better. They’ll have a job
following that,’ he muttered, half to himself.
‘They?’ Victoria echoed.
‘Yes, another TA–’ The Doctor coughed. ‘Another time machine of
some kind. Nothing for you to worry about I’m sure. Nothing to worry
about at all.’