The Doctor sat up.
Her fingers moved to her head, finding shoulder length bleached blonde locks. Her nose wrinkled as she tried to recall what she had been doing the night before. Oh yes- regenerating. But if she'd regenerated yesterday… what was she doing on the console room floor? Her eyes slid to the left and discovered a bottle of milk and a plate of crumbs. Ginger-smelling crumbs.
"Ohhh, right…" she murmured, nodding to herself, "Too many ginger snaps, eh girls? What would River say?"
Her hands dropped to her boobs and she sighed in resignation. "B 34!"