"Oh, I'm fine...just fine. How's your granddad, then? Still looking at the stars?" He smiles warmly. "I...hope it's alright. That I called and asked you to come. It's just, well," his hand moves to scratch the back of his head, "There's just this thing, it's absolutely wizard, that I wanted you to see. I think...I hope you'll like it." His eyes flick towards a newspaper stand, again sitting somewhat inconspicuously just off the edge of the Plass proper. His TARDIS, which he moved up just a few minutes before calling her. After all, this was going to be tricky enough without dragging her through the whole Hub.
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