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Get in the TARDIS; it's LINDA!

Bit harsh, innit? I thought they seemed quite sweet.

I'm flattered. Really. Truly. I just prefer not to be chased every time I'm in London.

...And one of them got a hold of my celery.

If it makes you feel better, I'm sure they will treasure it until it wilts. And possibly beyond.

...Actually, that's a bit disturbing. At least it wasn't the coat.

Yes. When you start to lose articles of clothing, it's gone a bit far.

I'm really not quite sure what the fascination is. Certainly, I'm marvelous but they really don't need to stalk me.

It's the celery. Stalk. Celery. Obviously.

*beams!* Celery stalk! That's very clever.

*inclines head* I try my best.

*bright smile* Well, it certainly amused me.

We'll get on well, you and I, I think.

*chuckles and extends his hand* I'm the Doctor, by the way.

*firm handshake* Ianto. Ianto Jones.

*firm handshake in turn!* Good to meet you, Mister Jones.

And you. We've met before, of course, but you were wearing a different face.

Indeed? Don't tell me too much about that, if you could....*curious pause* May I ask what face I was wearing?

Timelines. I know. *raises an eyebrow* Leather jacket, big ears, lots of planets have a North?

...I don't believe I've met him, yet. *pause* Do we travel together?

*nod* Pick us up like strays, you do.

*chuckles* What can I say? I like the company.

*half-smile* With the three of us, you've got more than enough.

Three. *smile* I do wonder how I'll manage.

Just lucky we get on marvelously. Otherwise I half think you'd chuck us out.

...I don't think I've ever "chucked" anyone out of the TARDIS. Who are the other two?

*laughs* From what I've heard, you have. But, timelines. Rose Tyler and Jack Harkness.