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Aww, there you go, little girl. That only took you days to decide on, I should commend you.
But before we let this derail into a pointless lecture, I'd like for us to see eye to eye like the adults we are for our respective species - no comment necessary on the maturity, is there? Of course not, I'm in your head, I would know, don't you think? Of course I would.

So, really, as entertaining as it is here, considering, what I want is more than your little human mind to work with, which you can provide. What you want is fun, which I can provide, and don't even look at me like you're having second thoughts about letting me do as I please, we've met and you are fooling no-one. That makes this a mutually beneficial arrangement. Isn't that good?

[he pulls a face, pouting.] No, dear, it's really not acceptable that you just find my younger self a place to stay, and face it, it's not even nearly the same as playing me.

Now then. Find me a place, write the application, run along.

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Oh, I'm sure they did. Let me guess, you figured out a way to amplify that hypnosis thing of yours?

Ah, but you won't stop there, now will you?

What, you can't believe that people would have faith in me? [The brightest grin. Of course you don't, and shouldn't, but it's too fun not to ask.]

Honestly though, do you think I'd tell you what I was planning, when there's another version of you who might well still manage to make it for the show? It would be so boring if you knew ahead of time.

Maybe some. But certainly not all, and without a doubt not most.

Couldn't hurt to try and avoid doing things the hard way, could it? But suit yourself.

Well, but that would spare you an awful lot of running, and we wouldn't want that, I don't think. You look like a little exercise wouldn't hurt.

Well, yes, but that spares you an awful lot of talking, and nobody likes the sound of their own voice quite like you.

I don't know, the people I now represent seem to disagree.

Since when do you care what other people think?

[Since he could adjust what people think.]

Can we call that an occupational hazard? I mean it's hard to avoid, seeing as my further career is dependant on their votes and all.

See, the problem is now that you're an actual politician [In theory], all the silly remarks about them seem... much too easy.

Well, what can I say, I'm just nothing like our previous prime minister... what was her name again? I forget.

What are you up to, Doctor?

Don't look at me, I wouldn't know.

Trying to deal with a multiverse that sprang up over night. Oh, and stopping a very itchy ruler of space from mucking things up even worse. You know, the usual.

You never change. How's that working for you, has it killed whoever you're currently keeping around for company yet?

What do you care?

Oh dear Doctor, why wouldn't I care?

Where do I even start, Master.

[Aww. Well, his smile brightens at that.]

It's curiosity, mainly. Piecing together when you are in your timeline.

Trying to stay one step ahead, are you?

Oh, no, not really, I'm already more than one ahead, but why stop there?

Just going to keep at it until you hit the inevitable wall.

I think I'm going to let you hit the wall in my stead, when you come here. And I so hope you'll make it, it just wouldn't be the same if you didn't.

You'd have to go find something else to do for some attention. Such a shame.

You just can't leave me alone either, though.

Can't I?

Apparently not. Clearly the point of desperation was crossed around the time you stole my sandwich, but let's not even go there anymore, that was just low.

Remind me. Wasn't that about the time you killed someone with an inflatable chair? If we're bringing these things up and all.