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[wearafeznow]

[ The hat shop feels rather empty today. It's the lack of purring little creatures, he knows that, but it's quiet and he's never been too fond of the quiet. It makes him think too much. Too many thoughts in his brain and the Doctor gets - well - mopey. He supposes he should get up, do something. Instead he's spinning a pork-pie hat around his index finger, aimless and a little bit fed-up.

His feet kick out in front of him on to the desk, and Wanda the adopted cat purrs at him slightly from her perch on top of a helmet. She must have pushed on his device when she climbed up there, because he hasn't quite realised that it's on yet. ]

Well, this is a bit of a pickle, isn't it Wanda? [ He stops spinning the hat to shove it on his head. ] Pork-pie, pickle, I'm sensing a food theme today. Maybe we should see if Pond wants to go for a picnic. Though not near any water. Somewhere dry, hey? Not the beach. Definitely not the beach.

[ Waving his hands at the cat, who looks at him in interest. ] A forest? No, bad, so many bad memories. Okay, a car park? Not exactly nice, but it's all empty and unwatery, that's good, isn't it?

[ Oh, look. He's finally noticed the flashing of his device. ] Wanda, watch your feet dear.

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[wearafeznow]

I wish you good luck then. [ Which is weird, considering he is wishing himself luck. Technically. ] You and I should do something together one day, have a nice old chinwag.

[iwasherefirst]

Could go have chips and shakes. There's a brilliant diner 'round here.