13 Service!
There is a small group of four workmen round an upturned wooden box with a "Bovine Butter" label on it.
Playing cards are on the table and in the workmen's hands.
"Sorry to interrupt," the Doctor says. "I was just looking round."
"You aren't really supposed to come in here," Workman 2 says, guiltily.
"Suppose you heard my last quip?" Workman 1 says.
"Yes, I'm sorry," the Doctor says. "I just overheard it as I was coming in."
"You needn't worry," Workman 1 reassures him. "We just accidentally put popping candy in the pancake mix."
The Doctor is relieved that it might be nothing more. But the Doctor really wants to make sure nothing else is amiss.
"I'll just pop through here, if I may," the Doctor says.
"No, no. You're a guest," Workman 1 corrals him. "We can't just let you wander around everywhere. No, you go and enjoy yourself in the grand baking room."
"How old is the baking room?" the Doctor asks.
"Only a few months old," Workman 2 says. "Still really new."
"What did you use before?" the Doctor asks.
"We had a tent," Workman 2 continues sharing, "but it burned down one session. Some say that someone's flambee went a bit wild!"
"But there are rumours that something else happened," Workman 3 contradicts.
"What type of thing?" the Doctor asks, interestedly.
"Well, some shiny metal gentlemen were here that day," Workman 3 enjoys sharing. "Someone said that fire ejected from their head torch."
"Head torch?" the Doctor asks. "Do you have any photographs of these people?"
"Well. No-one thought of that," Workman 2 says.
"But we do take photos for a presentation at the end of each session," Workman 3 recalls. "I'll take you to the gift shop. They'll find the photos."
"Thank you," the Doctor is most interested now.
Workman 3 gets up and leaves the room by another door to the outside with the Doctor.