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[And when she came back, he was levering himself out of the beanbag chair with the use of his umbrella. And he was ruff-ing quietly at her dog.]
What a fun little pooch you have here, eh? Loves what you've done with the place too. She never gets to tell you.
[He straightened, gesturing towards the TARDIS.] Shall we?