[He sets up the journal so the camera is still going, and then wanders off. He comes back, swipes an "X" in white paint across her doors, and then gets inside.
Vworp vworp vworp. Gone.
Vworp vworp vworp. Back.
The X is no longer on the door. But the TARDIS is still pink. He steps out and sees this, and throws down his hat with all the irritation of Curly Howard in a mood.]
I can't imagine what would have made her take a sudden fancy to another colour! I know she's uncomfortable! She's saying so. [But only uncomfortable as someone would be in a dress too high cut for their liking, or their hair a smidge too long.]
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[He sets up the journal so the camera is still going, and then wanders off. He comes back, swipes an "X" in white paint across her doors, and then gets inside.
Vworp vworp vworp. Gone.
Vworp vworp vworp. Back.
The X is no longer on the door. But the TARDIS is still pink. He steps out and sees this, and throws down his hat with all the irritation of Curly Howard in a mood.]
I can't imagine what would have made her take a sudden fancy to another colour! I know she's uncomfortable! She's saying so. [But only uncomfortable as someone would be in a dress too high cut for their liking, or their hair a smidge too long.]