"Ah, there you are. It's a bit dim in here, and small. Why is it so small?" The Doctor took a good look around the dimly lit room. She looked at the door that the strange woman was backed into. "Oh, yes I nearly forgot I've got your bags. Found them on the street. Thought I should return them." She pointed her thumb over her shoulder to the inside of the TARDIS. The door was open just a crack so light spilled out into the room. The console was making angry noises, and sparks were flying from a set of wires.

"Are you okay?" The Doctor asks finally having taken a good look at Nora. Her hair, which had been done, was now tussled around ruining any sort of attempt she had had in the morning to make it more presentable. A small bruise had started to form on her cheek. And her clothes had spots of dirt in places that showed she had been laying on a dirty ground and then kneeled on that same ground.