The Traveler soon came across the tardises, her eyes lit up, she was getting to pick her own tardis. She had quite literally dreamed of this. As much as she liked the one on the left there was one in the corner that kept catching her eye. Of course they all looked the same but that didn't make it any easier to choose one. With finality in her step she approached the one in the corner. The inside was wonderful but plain, it felt more like a default setting. Traveler knew how to fly it but she had no idea where the others had gone. She leaned in very close to the consul, it looked almost like she was kissing it. After a few short whispers she smiled and set the course for Paris, France.