The Doctor had earlier randomised the coordinates for her TARDIS to spice things up a bit, give herself some adventure after a few strangely dull tries; the sort that ended in explaining to a slightly deaf, very old Barcelosian couple that she hadn't actually meant to land in their rock garden, it was a very lovely rock garden, she'd just be going now. No, she'd rather not stay for tea, if it's all the same to you. Eighty years, really? You don't look a day older than seventy, the pair of you.
At any rate, she was hoping for a bit of adventure this time, and when she poked her head out the door, she got it.
"...ovely." The Doctor spotted a Slitheen in its natural form, looming over someone she couldn't see. Adventure she wanted, adventure she got. Where was that vinegar when she needed it?
"Then sniff this!"
She stopped rifling through her pockets for something vinegary. Hold on, she recognised that. "Sarah-Jane?"
At any rate, she was hoping for a bit of adventure this time, and when she poked her head out the door, she got it.
"...ovely." The Doctor spotted a Slitheen in its natural form, looming over someone she couldn't see. Adventure she wanted, adventure she got. Where was that vinegar when she needed it?
"Then sniff this!"
She stopped rifling through her pockets for something vinegary. Hold on, she recognised that. "Sarah-Jane?"