The Doctor nodded as Beatrice said she wasn't going to help. "I must agree with you, my dear, there is always two sides to every war, And I'm not going to get involved until I know everything about both sides. I'm The Doctor, not The Soldier." Turning around, he began to walk back towards the TARDIS, when suddenly, in a flash of gold, he had changed again. [url=http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRrcFuMa_9Q/UINshkikLrI/AAAAAAAADnc/0GmneGQbjaA/s1600/docs4.jpg]Looking young, he wore a blue suit and long brown trench-coat with daps.[/url] He grabbed his face. "Oh blast, not again... This time... I'm young, very young, not a wrinkle." he said, then slipped his hands down the back of his trousers "And my posterior hasn't felt this firm in years." he giggled, but quickly straightened his time. "It's been a while since I've been like this... And... Oh no... What rags are these?" he asked, looking at his trenchcoat. "And... Oh no, this just will not do at all. Look at my feet." he turned to everyone "What the hell are these!?!?!" he yelled, pointing at his daps.

(He's now the 3rd Doctor's mind running around in the 10th Doctors body, any requests on who he should become next? I'm thinking going for the 1st Doctor running around as the 6th.)