"You were fantastic. Absolutely fantastic. And do you know what? So was I."
The door opens, letting in a flash of blinding golden light. It fades, slowly. Beyond the doorway, you can see a room all in gold and green, with twisting columns that glow from within, and a complex console in the middle of the room.
Standing by it is the Doctor - one of the Doctor's - thin and with rather fluffy hair, looking confused and dressed in a leather jacket and jumper somewhat too big for him. And then there's a blond girl, her back to the door. A voice is audible, familiar to most in the Inn, utterly unfamiliar to the two outside it.
"New teeth. That's weird. So, where was I? Oh, that's right! Barcelona."
Both Rose and the Doctor are utterly oblivious to the existence of the open door.
And abruptly, the Doctor tumbles through the door. A different Doctor. The Doctor who just regenerated, and therefore shouldn't exist.
He lands hard on the floor, and doesn't move for a second. And then he blinks, realizing after a moment that this doesn't feel like the floor of the TARDIS.
The door slams shut behind him.
Standing by it is the Doctor - one of the Doctor's - thin and with rather fluffy hair, looking confused and dressed in a leather jacket and jumper somewhat too big for him. And then there's a blond girl, her back to the door. A voice is audible, familiar to most in the Inn, utterly unfamiliar to the two outside it.
"New teeth. That's weird. So, where was I? Oh, that's right! Barcelona."
Both Rose and the Doctor are utterly oblivious to the existence of the open door.
And abruptly, the Doctor tumbles through the door. A different Doctor. The Doctor who just regenerated, and therefore shouldn't exist.
He lands hard on the floor, and doesn't move for a second. And then he blinks, realizing after a moment that this doesn't feel like the floor of the TARDIS.
The door slams shut behind him.