The Doctor sat with his head on the shiny metallic surface of the table, his nose flaring slightly when he breathed out. He was asleep, like usual. He had told Amy that he found time passed faster when he was asleep, 'Or at least it feels like it.' he had continued. Amy and Rory, however, had spent most of their days wandering the streets of London admiring the scenery and decorations that were put up in preparation for the the Olympic games.
Since they had been stranded in London they used the Doctor's apparently never ending supply of money to pay for the cheapest hotel they could find, as Amy insisted; the money in the Doctor's jacket pocket surely couldn't be limitless.
Rory and Amy approached arm in arm, their usual grins hidden by the grimace of determination, walking into the café's terrace where the Doctor was asleep, Amy gave him a sharp prod in the arm which woke him up leaving him bleary eyed and shouting 'Stand back! I'm armed!' And after picking up the nearest thing he was armed with... yes, you guessed it: A napkin. They both pulled up chairs and Amy muttered 'Calm down Doctor, it's only us.' He threw down the napkin grumpily and scowled. Still barely conscious he licked his lips before grumbling, 'I was sleeping quite - quite happily...' he looked like he was going to nod off before Amy nudged him, startling him back into awareness. 'Doctor when are we going to get out of here? Didn't you say we needed to? won't you be crossing your time line?' He appeared to be fully awake now and pursed his lips. He paused to think before speaking 'Well I was thinking of somehing but it's dangerous. Extremely dangerous. 'Hole in the universe' kind of dangerous and it includes stealing the TARDIS of my last regeneration.