It had started as a fairly innocuous morning, not unlike any other. After a bit of a snuggle with Sarah Jane, Peter had made his way to the Compound for a shower and some breakfast. Some coffee and a pastry, and he had to admit, the coffee quality was much, much improved since they'd discovered the plants and started grinding their own
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After a minute, she started clapping. "Very nice, Doctor."
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"I'm not the Doctor," he answered once the song was done, and the moment he opened his mouth and spoke in with his Scottish brogue, he felt certain that would be clear enough anyhow. "But thank you." He grinned, even though he was only vaguely aware of what he was being praised for.
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She stood up slowly and walked over to him, circling him. "Hmm. Well, Giacomo was really different than the Doctor." She didn't mention that she'd mistaken him for the Doctor, too. "I think...you have shorter hair. Not so messy."
There. That should be enough to distinguish them in the future. From looks alone, at least. The voice was a dead giveaway.
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She gave him a satisfied nod, as if all her questions were answered.
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