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Any immortal Jack
The Doctor wandered out of the hotel dining room and into the bar, looking for an after-dinner drink and some company.
When he saw a familiar figure at the bar, he grinned and ambled over, even though he could feel the Vortex radiating out of this one from the doorway. It was time he dealt with his aversion to how wrong Jack felt to him.
"May I get you another drink?" he inquired, eyeing the nearly-empty glass in Jack's hand.
When he saw a familiar figure at the bar, he grinned and ambled over, even though he could feel the Vortex radiating out of this one from the doorway. It was time he dealt with his aversion to how wrong Jack felt to him.
"May I get you another drink?" he inquired, eyeing the nearly-empty glass in Jack's hand.