"Doctor I am not made of money would you please turn the light off when you leave the room?" It had seemed the Brigadier had appeared out of nowhere causing the Doctor to jump dropping the wire he was holding.
"I am suppose to believe you pay for anything here? A military establishment?"
"Undisclosed military establishment to be exact." The Doctor turns his attention back to the laboratory set up before him, determined to get the blasted Tardis controls fixed before the week was out. His same goal set for month now.
"Brig I don't see what harm one simple light will do, but I'll try harder not to blind you."
"Excuse me?"
"Just leave me please." That one certainly was a strange one, the Brigadier thinks as he exits the room.