The Master was more hurt than he cared to admit, even to himself, by the Doctor calling his beard 'ridiculous'. He'd been proud of that beard.
He flicked the Doctor a glance and moved away to peer at the next shop, a clothes shop.
There was a mannequin in the window dressed in a brown pinstripe suit that reminded him of the Doctor - his Doctor.
"Where are you hiding your TARDIS?" he asked casually. Just because one TARDIS wasn't going anywhere interesting, that didn't mean the other was equally stuck.