"I'm not drinking it, at least for hydration," The Doctor smiled and shook his head, about to continue to correct the colourful woman in front of him, when he saw her pull out a wand and shoot water at the ground.

Mud? What mud? The Doctor hit his knees directly in the path of the stream of water, so it ended up hitting him square in the chest, and angled his head to look at the tip of her wand, as if he were looking for a hole that the water came through. He weaved his head and caught some in his mouth, smacking his lips and tilting his head to the side. "Filtered. Interesting..." While he was down there, he also noticed that the water bounced off this woman as if she were wearing an invisible rain slicker.

The sonic screwdriver came out, and the Doctor ran it up the woman's leg, about an inch off of the denim of her jeans, paused at her hip and smiled a little, then went down her arm to the tip of her wand. "Magic. Actual magic. Like Harry Potter!" he said, jumping to his feet in one smooth movement, beaming.

"Oh, you're brilliant, you are," he grinned happily, shoving his screw driver in his pocket and bouncing softly on the balls of his feet. "I'm the Doctor."