"Ginger tea?" Rose raised her eyebrows. "Why on Earth would you stockpile stockpile ginger tea of all things?" It seemed pointless and weird, just like most of the odds and ends around the TARDIS, but really! A whole section of the kitchen made of nothing but blue cabinets with pictures of red headed girls taped to the doors. She had steered away from that part of the kitchen until now, ignoring what she assumed what was probably just a weird fetish (ahem Donna ahem) until this boring Thursday afternoon.
The Doctor shrugged, biting into a banana with a delighted grin. "If I can't be a ginger, ginger tea is the next best thing." He said around a mouthful of fruit, nodding as if it made perfect sense, which of course meant it didn't.
Rose sighed and closed the ginger tea filled cabinets. "You know they invented hair dye right?"
The Doctor choked.