It's all AU.

Just when Samuel had thought the whole thing was a dream, he woke up back in the Hotel in a bed that was definitely not his own. He sat there sulking for a moment before he gave a overly-dramatic sigh and climbed out of the bed. If this was a dream, at least it was a pleasant one with comfortable sleeping and good food. With that his stomach growled very softly and he gave it a pat before pulling on his dressing gown. Ordinarily he wouldn't have dreamed of going out anywhere in pyjamas, but that really was another nice thing about being stuck here. So he went down to the restaurant and climbed into a chair, only to see the table was already taken. "Oh, sorry," he apologised with a sheepish look.

The Doctor went to get something to eat, and well, he wasn't surprised to see the Master in a body he didn't recognize. It was how very different he looked from his usual style. No beard, blond, almost boyish. He crossed over to stand in from the Master and greet him with a solemn, "There you are."

Maybe a reformed one. Maybe not. Definitely worth talking to him to see.