Donna's quick entrance slowed as she took in the vast expanse before her. The room was huge with marble tiled flooring and blue walls, every so often the wall would be filled from ceiling to floor with cakes piled up in a decorative fashion. The middle length of the room had large glass cases filled with even more cake.
"Oh. My God." Donna gasped.
"Told you it was the worlds greatest bakery." The Doctor sniffed, "Well...I didn't, they did." The Doctor strolled, hands in his pocket, towards a large podium directly in front of the entrance.
"Ahhh, a map." Donna skipped over and peered over The Doctor's shoulder.
"Its huge!"
"I know. The worlds greatest bakery, isn't just a bakery anymore."
"Anymore? You've been here before?"
"Yeeeesss. A very long time ago. Came to get some cakes for a wedding. Well, I say wedding...was more like a funeral..." The Doctor trailed off.
"There's a restaurant, hotel, gym...gym?! Why would you want a gym in a bakery?"
"Too much Never-Ending cake I suppose..." The Doctor stared at the map intensely. He stood up and sniffed, "Come on! Let's get cake!"
The Doctor and Donna sat at a small table in the busy restaurant. They both eyed their cakes eagerly, Donna's being the blue pocket shaped Denim Cake and The Doctor's was a small white square.
"Well I can't see this being never-ending," The Doctor said, eyeing his cake suspiciously, "But here we go." The Doctor picked up a fork, took a piece of his cake and carefully placed it in his mouth. Donna, on the other hand, picked up the cake and took a huge bite.
"My goch thisss is -ood" Donna exclaimed, with half the piece of cake in her mouth.
"Swallow Donna." Donna took a large gulp.
"That's amazing! It tastes so...so...denimy? Who knew denim could taste so good?" She glanced at The Doctor's cake, "But forget Denim Cake...look at yours!" Both glanced at The Doctor's plate where the cake which he had halved, was suddenly whole again.
"Mmmmm, that's The Never-Ending Cake for you Donna." Donna wolfed down her cake and stared eagerly at The Doctor's.
"What?" He asked. Donna gave him her best puppy dog expression, "Oh go on. It'll keep you quiet." He said handing her the small white square, "Fancy a wander?"