Lisa wondered just what was going on as Ten and Eleven bounded into the Console room. Seeing as how Nine had a similar expression, she figured that she wasn't the only one. Ten was chasing Eleven , pointing a squirt gun towards the younger looking man.

"You can't get me!" Eleven shouted as they entered the Console room.

"Let's see about that!" Ten shouted with a wide grin.

"Just what do you two think you're doing?" Nine shouted over the two, getting everyone's attention.

"Having fun, Mr. Grumpy pants," Ten said with a grin as both he and Eleven were practically bouncing on the balls of their feet and shifting their weight from foot to foot almost every second.

"You guys seem more energetic than normal for you two," Lisa stated.

Ten and Eleven looked at her almost guiltily before looking elsewhere. Ten was rubbing his neck before pulling on his earlobe. Eleven was trying to find something to pull him away from the uncomfortable situation.

"We kinda…" Eleven started before trailing off.

"Drank some of the canned coffee," Ten stated as he tugged on his earlobe.

"The cans that have the words 'Starbucks' and 'Doubleshot'?" Lisa asked.

"Oh bloody hell!" Nine exclaimed, half in frustration and half in terror.

"Well, we thought that due to the biological differences in humans and Time Lords, one can wouldn't do anything so we decided—" Ten started, doing his usual mile-a-minute speech except that this time, the words were coming out much faster than a mile-a-minute, before he was interrupted.

"We had two," Eleven said with a grin that was half smug, half cheerful.

"Fantastic!" Nine almost hissed.

"There's a bright side to this," Lisa said, giving Nine a grin, who wordlessly prodded her with a glance, "what goes up must come down. They're gonna have a caffeine crash of epic proportions. They just need to burn off the caffeine. And guess who's gonna play babysitter?"

"It better not be me. Who keeps that stuff around anyway?"

"Eleven prefers having me not be a zombie until two in the afternoon," Lisa stated defensively.

"It was your canned coffee that caused this mess, you get to deal with it," Nine said, heading out of the Console room.

"But these two dorks are you! They should be your responsibility!" Lisa exclaimed, following him.

"But it was your canned coffee!"

"That they drank because they weren't under the supervision of a mature and responsible adult!"

"And they're the ones who came after me. What makes you think I was ever a mature and responsible adult?"