"Good," the Doctor said. "I've got a way to get us in, but I can't mask everyone. We'll need a distraction or a way to safely contain the staff without harming them. I'm working on an idea."
Which was a lie. The Doctor hadn't the slightest notion of how he was going to get everyone out, but he reasoned that something would come to him. You know, once they were inside. In the meanwhile? Feign confidence!
"Two questions: one, when you say 'wizard,' what do you mean?" Many things were often confused for magic - advanced technology, the power of words, alien physiology - and it would be helpful to know what to expect. "Two, tell me if these fit you." He reached out and offered a pair of oversized women's sunglasses. They were a designer knockoff with purple-tinted lenses.