The Doctor sat at the TARDIS controls, thinking of what to do next. What was there to do? He found himself to be companion-less and in the middle of Cardiff charging the TARDIS, which was extremely low on power. He had nowhere to go, nobody to see, and absolutely nothing to do. It was dreadfully boring.
Just then he saw something on the monitor. It was a young lady, with fiery red hair, who was was extremely fascinated by the TARDIS. The Doctor decided to step out and survey the situation.
"Hello Miss," said The Doctor, jumping out of the TARDIS and straightening his bow-tie
"Oh, hello," said the woman in an accent The Doctor couldn't quite place. She was still interested entirely in the TARDIS, "Is this yours?" she said, looking at The Doctor.
"Why, yes it is" the Doctor said, almost boastfully.
"Well, it's almost as if fate brought you here!" the woman said excitedly, "I was looking online, specifically for a circa 1960 British Police Call Box for a reference. Now here I am, walking around the Plass for some fresh air and maybe some inspiration from Roald, and I happen upon you and your collectible," she said surveying the TARDIS further while she spoke.
"Well, glad to be of service to you...uhm..." The Doctor said, he realised he never asked her for her name.
"Roxanne" said the the woman, reaching out her hand for a shake, "Roxanne Happer"
"Well Roxanne, what are you doing here in Cardiff? You don't sound Welsh." said the Doctor inquisitively.
"Neither do you, strange man in the middle of Roald Dahl Plass with an old Police Box," Roxanne countered.
"Well, Miss Happer, I asked you first." said the Doctor getting up in Roxanne's face, "why are you even looking for a police box anyway?"
"Well Sir, If you must know,I happen to be a historical fiction writer, and I'm writing a mystery about a police officer in London in the 60's" Roxanne informed The Doctor, "so who are you?"
"You still haven't told me where you're from," said The Doctor
"Well in order for me to tell you that, I'd have to get your name first, I can't just tell my location to a complete stranger" Roxanne said, The Doctor realised that Roxanne made a good point.
"I'm The Doctor," he said. As the words came out of his mouth he realised that Roxanne probably wouldn't buy it.
"The Doctor?" Roxanne asked questioningly, and crossing her arms. Her bright green eyes looked judicious. The Doctor just gave a nod of compliance.
"Alright Doctor, I'm from Dublin," said Roxanne informatively, "where are you from"
"I'm from Gallifrey," said The Doctor, Gallifrey could pass for a city name somewhere, so why not go with it?
"Oh a fellow Celt!" Roxanne said with excitement, apparently Gallifrey sounds Irish, "why don't you have the accent?"
"Well, it's been awhile..." said The Doctor rubbing his hand on the back of his head. Pictures of an orange sky and fellow Time Lords filled his mind.
"Well, I must be going," said Roxanne "it was lovely meeting you Mr...Doctor, good day,"
"Goodbye Ms. Happer," The Doctor said, giving a slight bow.
Roxanne walked off towards the Millenium Center. At that moment she heard a strange noise, some sort of whir behind her. She turned around to see The Doctor and his TARDIS were nowhere in sight. She shrugged it off. She figured that The Doctor was probably just some sort of street magician or something.
The Doctor, meanwhile was flying the TARDIS to it's next destination, whatever it may be.
Suddenly the TARDIS locked on to a location.
"Brockagh, Ireland?" he said questioningly.