The group of twelve men stood around conversing with each other about how they had ended up on this desolate beach in Norway when, for the thirteenth time in the span of an hour they heard the unmistakable sound of a T.A.R.D.I.S. Materializing. The men, no longer shocked by this turned towards the sound and saw The door pop open and a tall, older man stuck his head out and said "Get in Bitches, we're going to Gallifrey!"
The skinny one in the pinstriped suit looked at his compatriots and shrugged his shoulders. "you heard the man. Allons-y"