"That's a bit tame for you, isn't it?" the Doctor observed, hitching a hip up onto the stool and ordering Jack's drink, along with another of those alcoholic bananay cocktails he'd been drinking when he met his alter ego. He had a feeling he was going to need a bit of Dutch courage to get through this. His teeth were already tingling like mad at his proximity to Jack.
"I don't know how long I've been here, but it's too long," he said irritably. "Months and months and I want to go home, thank you very much."