❛ EVERYBODY OUT, THIS PLACE IS ON FIRE ! ❜ The Doctor burst in with his sonic, only to find men and women gawking at him with wide eyes, the entire place seemingly frozen in time. And wouldn’t you know it? The bar wasn’t on fire. Oh. Well that was embarrassing. Wrong time, wrong place. Wrong space too, maybe? Swallowing, The Doctor adjusted his purple coat, tucking his sonic back in with a hand in the air, ❛ Sorry about that. Wrong phrase. My English isn’t very good. I meant to say----hello! ❜ He gave a wave and a sheepish smile, small chuckle dying down while everyone continued to stare before going on with their business.
Odd, though. Giving a sigh in an attempt to bring back his dignity, the Doctor strode over to the bar, sitting down on the rather comfortable stool and leaning forward to get the woman behind the counter’s attention. ❛ You’re positive you haven’t seen any fire anywhere in here? Any at all? ❜