"You want to go where?" The Doctor turned to face the girl with him in the control center of the TARDIS.

"What did I say wrong?" Kristen asked. "I just thought it would be fun to see an Opera House."

"I didn't know you liked Opera."

"I like to sing," she replied.

"But 'singing' and 'opera' are two completely different things," the Doctor told her as he slid into his worn, leather jacket. "Besides, it isn't a challenge to pop over to Australia Give me a challenge. I mean come on; we have the whole of space and time and you want to go to Sydney."

"Well then what would you suggest, Doctor?" the blonde girl asked, hands going to her hips.

"Well… if you want to see something great what about the Paris Opera House back in its hay day? Like back in the 1800's… the late 1800's?"

Kristen looked surprised. "Don't take this the wrong way but you don't strike me as the type to like Opera."

He shrugged and began to fiddle with the TARDIS controls. "I like music and I dance. Sometimes. Sort of."

"No. Never again."

The Doctor laughed and pulled a switch, causing the TARDIS to dematerialize.