"Have you gotten the divorce," the Doctor fretfully asks an arriving Jamie and Zoe.
"Th' priest said we had tae follow these instructions if wanted tae," the Highlander points out as Zoe opens it for all to read.
"Oh, no!" Zoe stares wide-eyed at the document in her hand.
"Oh, my," the Doctor exclaims, reading over her shoulder.
Jamie stands by the Doctor looking over his shoulder to see what's wrong. "Th' lassie must do wha'," he questions out loud after trying to read the long-winded wording on the worn paper.
Zoe explains it to him.
"Doctor," he protests afterward.
"Oh, dear, oh, dear!" The Doctor nervously frets with his hands. "Oh, do forgive me, Jamie and Zoe!"
"Y' really fouled up this time, Doctor." Jamie angrily prods the shoulder of the old man. "Now wha' 're we tae do?"
"We could simply follow their law," Zoe seriously suggests, rolling the offending document closed.
"Oh, nae! Ahm sorry, Zoe, bu' Ah cannae ever do tha' tae y'."
"But all I need is a sample of your DNA, Jamie, and I can do the rest."
"Oh, ay'! Is tha' wha' y' call i'!" He folds his arms across his chest in an act of defiance and irritation.
Zoe huffs an irritated breath, rolling her eyes.
The Doctor chuckles merrily. "I believe you misunderstand what we're saying, Jamie–"
"Oh, nae, Doctor, Ah couldnae misunderstand a thing such as tha'."