Nora's hair was half damp and she could barely hear anything over the sound of the hairdryer in Evie's hands. But both sisters could hear the knock at the door and looked up at it with surprised expressions. "Maybe it's Mum," Evie said, switching the hairdryer off and rising to her feet.

"Away from her masterpiece of a ballroom? Unlikely." The deep voice spoke out from the other side of the door and Nora looked up to see Evie's head turned to gaze back at her. The brunette sister's eyebrows furrowed a bit. "Free room service for the bride? Is that a thing?"

"Apparently?" Evie said, shrugging her shoulders and smiling. "I wasn't told anything about it but that's nice of them."

"Very fancy," Nora said with a little smirk as she leaned back on the bed. "Maybe I need to get married soon and get treated like a queen." For a few brief moments she thought nothing of the knock on the door, then right as Evie reached for the door handle the Doctor's warning to be careful seemed to replay in her mind. Nora sat back up again. "Evie, wait..."

She was too late. Evie turned the doorknob and opened the door to peer out at the man in the hallway.