Anyway. Today he took me to an art gallery. Yes. An ART gallery. When we arrived, we had a conversation that went something like this:
Me: Two and a half billion light years, and you've brought me to an art gallery?
Him: Two and a half million and it's not just an art gallery
Me: If you're going to tell me it's not just an art gallery because it's got a shop that sells fridge magnets..
Him: It might
Me: You are so transparent.
So yeah, he took me to an art gallery. Then I was kidnapped. Why am I always kidnapped? Anyway, yeah, these weird alien freaks tried to break my fingers. Then we became involved in this whole chase, the Doctor following me in another space ship. It was alright really, and at one point we came across a race of beings who worshipped me. Honestly. Called me the Ginger Goddess. True Story.
All in all, the Doctor saved the day... with a little help from me.
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You too, huh?
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