Finding the lock that fits the key.
Who: Owen Harper and Jack Harkness
Where: Outside Owen's room
When: Evening-after arriving and meeting Rose Tyler and John Watson
What: Owen goes off to find his room.
Owen walked slowly down the corridor past the rows of identical doors. Looks like it's on this side, he thought. 102, 104....
"One hundred and six," he mumbled to himself.
Holding the key up, he checked the fob, then glanced at the number on the door- just to be sure.
"Well, on the plus side," he murmured, putting the key into the lock and turning it. "It's not one of those sodding key cards- they never make their bloody mind up which way round they're supposed to go."
Pushing the door open he stepped forward, then whistled. "Not bad! Not bad - at - all!"
Nothing here that looked even remotely likely to make him panic, mind you Rose did seem a bit on the nervous side (not something he could ever be accused of).
Glancing around the room he spotted something familiar, leaning up against a chair. So that's where his bag had gone!
"Right!" he said, rubbing his hands together. "Mini bar and then food I think."