Who: The Eighth Doctor and Donna Noble What: A chance meeting in the halls When: A little after Nine's private announcement Where: A hallway Warnings: Excited Time Lord
The Doctor was traversing the halls of his TARDIS, doing a bit of exploring. It wasn't quite his TARDIS any longer, was it? Everything had changed. They'd gone for the retro science fiction look a bit, his successors, rather than his Gothic stone corridors and arches. It was all right, though. Everyone needed to move on, and he understood that. It was just a bit disconcerting to wander through his own ship and not recognize parts.
Of course, he occasionally didn't recognize parts of his TARDIS when it was his. It was a big place.
As he turned a corner, he caught sight of a person at the other end of the passage. He increased his pace, moving closer. He was curious about his guests, after all, and would welcome a bit of a chat. As he neared, recognition dawned, and he smiled. "Donna, isn't it?" he asked.