He'd been in full costume most of the day, and it was easier to deal with people when he had a mask on. Sure his costume was wild and outlandish, but so was most of Mandalus and its inhabitants. He was pretty comfy, even if he desperately wanted to go home.
Spider-Man had been helping direct people along and it'd taken a little while for him to drag himself away from a group of kids he'd been talking to, but eventually he was headed back towards the crowds.
Pausing suddenly at the sight of a certain blue telephone box, Peter was pretty sure he burst a blood vessel trying to keep his nerd-gasm from exploding everywhere. He headed over and, with all the charm of Spider-Man, he landed rather gracefully on top of the TARDIS and leaned down over it to look at the people by it.
"Pretty late for a Time Lord, Doctor."
Holy crap it's The Doctor, it's the god damn Doctor.