Emma sat on the steps leading up to the second floor rooms, deep in thought. Zedek had disappeared and the Doctor has hard at work in the TARDIS.
"Hey." Donna sat down next to her, "You okay?"
"Yeah. You?"
"Peachy." Donna smiled, "Are you sure you're okay? Someone is trying to kill you. I wasn't okay when somebody tried to kill me."
"Someone tried to kill you?" Emma raised an eyebrow.
"My fiancé, but that's old news." Donna and Emma laughed, "How old are you anyway?"
"Twenty one." Emma laughed at Donna's glare.
"I was twenty one twelve years ago."
"Still younger than 900." The Doctor leaned against the wall beside the stairs.
"Your 900 years old?!" Donna repeated incredulously.
"You look good for 900." Emma smiled.
"You should see me in the mornings."
"I'll leave you two alone." Donna stood up and walked off.
"I'm sure you look great in the mornings."
The Doctor winked and sat down beside Emma.
"I have no idea how to get out of this mess." Emma tapped her fingers against her knees, "It's a terrible mess."
"We'll figure something out." The Doctor said.
"People are dying, Doctor." Emma said sadly, "If-"
"No, ifs. I've got an idea." Zedek appeared on the ground in front of them, "I'm going to take you with me."
"Oh, not this again." Emma rolled her eyes, "Sorry, but I'll have to pass."
"People will keep dying, until you are dead." Zedek's face grew solemn as he spoke, "I made a promise and I intend to keep it."
"I can take Emma in the TARDIS." The Doctor said.
"Listen up, Timelord." Zedek smiled angrily, "I'm older, stronger, and a hell of a lot wiser than you, so I make the rules."
"Madam Petrova," The Doctor stood up and held out his hand to Emma, "would you care to join me on a little trip?"
"I'd love to." The Doctor pulled Emma to her feet and led her to the TARDIS.
"You can't just walk away from me, I'm linked to her!" Zedek yelled after them.
"After you." The Doctor opened to door for Emma.
"Thank you." Emma smiled.
"Gotta go, Grandad." Donna snapped her phone shut, "You're back?"
"Ever been to England?" The Doctor ran up to the controls. Emma shook her head.
"Is the assassin gone?" Donna looked from Emma to the Doctor.
"No. I thought you were smarter than this Doctor." Zedek appeared sitting on the railing around the TARDIS controls.
"Nineteen Twenties sounds fun." The Doctor prepared to pull down a lever, "Allons-y!"
"Geronimo." Emma grabbed the railing as the TARDIS lurched.
"What do you think?" Donna presented herself and Emma to the Doctor, both of them wearing Flapper dresses. Donna's dress black and gold, Emma's red and silver, "Flappers or Slappers?"
"Flappers." The Doctor smiled, "You both look gorgeous."
They walked out of the TARDIS and into what looked like a 1920's Barbeque. People were holding dainty glasses of fruit colored drinks and small plates of fruit. Everybody was dressed in the highest fashion of the day and had brightly colored hats.
"1926." The Doctor smelled the air, "Grass, Lemonade, and just a hint of mint."
"You can tell what year it is just by smelling?" Donna asked.
"Oh, yeah." The Doctor grinned.
"Or maybe that big vintage care coming up the drive." Emma pointed to a black car driving up the gravel road.
"Or maybe the hair gave it away." Donna spoke of the short curly hair most of the women adorned.
"Shall we grab a cocktail?" The Doctor headed off towards the crowd of people.
"Two sidecars and a lime and Soda, please." Donna asked a server.
"Thank you." They coursed when the server gave them their drinks.
"May I announce, Lady Clemency Eddison." Greeves, a loyal butler, introduced Lady Eddison.
Lady Eddison was a thin blond woman who wore a most expensive dress. She walked over to greet the new visitors.
"Lady Eddison." The Doctor said.
"Forgive me, but who exactly might you be? And what are you doing here?" She looked at them with curiosity.
"I'm the Doctor. This is Miss Donna Noble… of the Chiswick Nobles and Madam Emma Petrova of the Gallifreyian Nobles." The Doctor introduced them.
"Good Evening, Lady Eddison." Emma did a slight bow.
"Good afternoon, my lady. Topping day, what? Spiffing! Top Hole!" Donna produced a face accent.
"No no no no no. Don't do that, don't." He whispered to Donna and pulled out the psychic paper, "We were thrilled to receive your invitation, my lady. We met at the Ambassador's reception."
"Doctor, how could I forget you? But one must be sure with the Unicorn on the loose."
"A unicorn? Brilliant! Where?" The Doctor smiled goofily.
"The Unicorn. The jewel thief. And nobody knows who he is. He's just struck again, snatched Lady Babbington's pearls right from under her nose." Lady Eddison gave the Doctor a funny look.
"Funny place to wear pearls." Donna whispered to Emma making her giggle.
A man with salt and pepper hair being pushed in a wheelchair by a young man joined the group with Greeves close by to introduce them.
"May I announce, the Colonel Hugh Curbishley, the Honourable Roger Curbishley." Greeves said.
"My husband and my son." Lady Eddison motioned to the two individually.
"Forgive me for no rising. Never been the same ever since the flu epidemic back in '18." The man in the wheelchair smiled.
"My word, you are a super lady." Rodger said to Emma.
"Hello, I'm the Doctor." The Doctor took Rodger's hand in a hand shake.
"How do you do?" Rodger asked.
"Very well." The Doctor answered.
Davenport the butler tapped Hugh Curbishley on the shoulder, "Your usual sir."
"Ah, thank you Davenport. Just how I like it." Hugh took the drink in his lap.
"This should be very interesting." Donna whispered to Emma.