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Yeaaaaah. Don't suppose you know how to perform CPR on someone with two hearts.

Not really but I could learn.

I guess sheer really is the style. You've got matching knickers to go with the shirt in the shop.

Shut up! I bet you've got a match to each one of your ties.

[Rose has certainly had enough and pushes herself off the couch and onto the floor. If she has to crawl towards her room then so be it.]

What was that noise? Rose? Are you still sitting down?

What noise? I don't hear any noise.

[She bites down on her lip trying to control the pain as she crawls towards her room.]

You sure?

Are you done playing with my knickers?

What?

[Emerges from the room and sees her crawling. Little does he know is that he has a purple bra clinging to his pant leg.]

Rose! What are you doing? I told you to stay off your foot.

[Goes to help her up.]

[Rose glances at the Doctor and then notices the bra but doesn't point it out.]

And I told you to stay out of my room. Now I have to wonder what my other room looks like.

You've gone in there too?

[She stands and leans against him.]

No, I haven't.

[Takes her weight and helps her back to the couch.]

[Rose slowly settles back on the couch and looks at him.]

Thank you.

[She notices the bra still clinging to his pant leg.]

Um. Doctor...

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What? What did I do now?

Nothing. It's just...um...

[She motions awkwardly to the bra that's still clinging.]

You sort of brought a souvenir.

[Looks down and see the bra. He looks horrified.]

Oh! Oh no! Ah...

[He tries to shake it off with his leg.]

Yeah, sorry. Get off!

[Keeps shaking his leg with no success.]

Let me, yeah?

[She bends down and reaches for it giving a tug.]

Static electricity. Watch me get zapped when I turn on a light switch.

Don't go near any doors for a while then.

[She hold the bra in her hand and stares at it.]

This is one of the good ones.

[Looks away, embarrassed.]

Welllll, I wouldn't know much about women's...fashion.

I reckon in all your 900 years you've picked up a thing or two.

[She throws the bra toward the other side of the couch and looks over at him.]

Yeeeah! I mean no! No, I probably wouldn't. No, I definitely know nothing about fashion. We are talking about fashion, right? I mean, look at Uncle. He has no fashion sense. And my sixth...that was ridiculous.

And look at you, yeah? Slight improvement. Sixth? What did he wear?

You've got the ice?

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Ice! Yes! It's here.

[Puts the ice pack on her ankle and stands up again quickly.]

That better?

Better, yeah. Thanks.

[She gives him a small smile.]

So are you gonna sit down or just stand there? What about what you were saying about your sixth self?

What was I...? Oooooh right. Wardrobe. Wellll, it was...did you ever hear the story of Joseph?

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