On a hill, I saw a tall man with a long brown coat, a pinstriped suit and tie, (obviously 21st century,) and short, dark brown hair. When he turned around I saw that he had a nice nose, dark brown eyes and a nice smile. He stood next to a pretty redhead. She looked almost as good as he did. She wore a dress that fit in more with the time period.
"Donna," the man told the girl, "The TARDIS had been sold. I'm going to find it, but I think you should check out the area. The TARDIS gave strange readings, possibly alien, before we landed, and I think that you should search the area in case anything is up. Take the sonic screwdriver. You might need it."
"But Doctor," Donna said to the man, but he cut her off. "Don't worry, Donna, I'll be back soon. Consider it vacation but slightly more dangerous! Oh, and I almost forgot," he took a handful of coins from his pocket, "Spending money! Just don't buy anything that looks unknown and has interesting spiritual stories around it. I still haven't forgotten what happened when one of my friends bought a monkeys paw..." He stared into space a moment before snapping back to reality, "Well, I'll be back soon. Don't worry, I'll find you."
The man sprinted away towards a big-looking house.
I walked over to the girl who had started to make her way towards the mob of people again. "Wait up," I shouted.
She turned. "Who are you?" she asked moodily.
"Captain Jack Harkness," I answered with a dazzling smile, "And who might you be?"
Her expression changed from angry to interested. "I'm Donna. Donna Noble." She checked me out. "You don't look like you're from round here." She concluded. "But then again, the accent kind of gives it away. Where are you from? America?"
"Not quite," I told her. "Actually I come from the Boeshane Peninsula. Different planet. Same basic background though... It evolved the same way... But anyway, I needed to find a Time Agent, and here you are."
Donna raised her eyebrows, but played along. "Here I am."
"I have an offer for you," I continued, "I have a Chula Warship, armed to the teeth. I can sell it to you and the Time Agency. For this to work, you need to make me an offer. No Time Agent could pass up this chance to get one of the last Chula Warships in existence, but, if you don't make an offer within the next hour, then the fires of Pompeii will destroy it forever, along with the rest of the city. Are you authorized to negotiate, or is your partner the one that would seal the agreement?" I asked.
"Umm... I think that we should wait until he comes back."
"I couldn't help but hearing that the sent you to go find some alien artifacts. Would you like me to come with you? Or should I meet up with you and Mr.?"
"Smith"
"Mr. Smith," I continued, "In about—half an hour?"
"Half an hour it is, Captain Jack." Donna said. "Same place."
"Thank you, Donna." I said.
I sat on the hill as I watched Donna walk away towards the crowd.