Jul 13, 2010 10:10
Raisins. [There's a short pause, and the Doctor disappears from view for a moment -- mostly. The top of his head can still be seen, and it's evident that he's been baking as, for some reason, he's managed to get flour in his hair. Neatness and the Doctor: do not go hand in hand. He soon reappears, however, and he's holding a small pot. He hadn't intended to start with stating 'raisins', you see.]
The people on this ship are from the widest reaches of the universe, aren't they? And if, if we're to spend any amount of time together, it's better that we get to know each other, don't you think? So! How about an impromptu-- [He eyes something off screen for a moment, apparently watching it carefully.] -- meet-and-greet, although admittedly it would be lacking a bit in the face-to-face 'meeting' aspect. [He grins, though.] But the video function works just as well, doesn't it? Unless you'd like to meet, of course.
[He studies the pot in his hand for a moment and his face falls briefly; apparently it isn't the one he was after and appears to speak to himself more than to the camera.] I can never find the raisins.
Would anyone like some cake? [Aside from his general liking to just ply people with food and hold picnics when he actually has time, he has a habit of doing whatever he can to simply ignore whatever unpleasantries might be on his mind at any given moment in time. This would be one of those moments.]
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