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Suspiciously the Doctor eyed the control room, but the Master was nowhere to be seen. Last time the Master had been so quiet he nearly succeeded in switching off the isomorphic controls by using a remote control from a model airplane.
Anyway, he would get a banana first and think about the Master later.
"Ah Doctor" the Master welcomed him with a false smile "do you care to elaborate why there are isomorphic controls on your fridge? Are you afraid I, brilliant mastermind that I am, would steal your desserts? Or what else do you keep in there?"
"A Dalek"