The Doctor spun in the direction of the voice. Standing directly behind them was a tall, sandy-haired man holding a large, silver gun. He grinned as Rose turned around. "Well, hello, gorgeous," he said, with a rough Australian accent. The Doctor frowned, feeling slightly jealous. "Easy there, buddy. She's spoken for." The man grin subsided slightly. "Nuts. Well, I shouldn't be that surprised. A cute thing like you would have all the boys drooling over her." Rose blushed. The doctor's frown deepened. "Alright, enough. That weapon is definitely not from this time, so you're a time traveller. What's your name?" The man paused in thought, then held out his hand. "John Smith."
"Sure. And I'm the queen of England." The man feigned surprise. "You're a girl?" Rose chuckled, and the Doctor glared at her. The man turned around. "Well, Your Highness, it's been a pleasure, but I think I'll be off. Cheerio, Doctor." he called as he sauntered off. The Doctor stared after him. He paused, and his eyes widened. "How did he know my name?"