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It went silent a few seconds later, turning to the door The Doctor slowly unlocked it and opened it up. Phil stood a little behind him with the other people, who by now had perked up and looked terrified towards the door.
"I can't see either of them," he said referring to the girl and the man. It was a little troubling, if he couldn't see them then where were they? He took a slow step out and walked down the corridor back towards the seating area. It was clear, literally nearly all the customers plates and cups had been cleaned away, the seats had been placed back correctly. Turning on his heels he jumped at the site of the man and girl.
"Well hello there!" He smiled and held his hands up in defence, looking over their shoulders he could clearly see Phil peeking her head out. He shook his head slightly, she nodded, gave a thumbs up and disappeared back into the toilet block. "Firstly I think introductions, I believe that is how most people start conversations don't they? Unless they already know the person, I mean you don't walk up to your friend and introduce yourself do you? That'd just be silly." Doctor rambled and took a step back. The two were slowly walking towards him, it was unnerving to be stared at by black bug eyed people who seemingly clicked as a way of talking.
Behind them Phil was quietly ushering the people out of the toilet block, he frowned and shook his head a little to much. "Well anyway! I'm The Doctor, just The Doctor, who are you?" He questioned while rubbing his hands together. He was trying to buy time for Phil to get the group of people out of here. It wasn't really what he wanted her to do, but for this one time she decided to do the complete opposite. Although shaking his head probably wasn't a obvious sign of; "Go back into the toilets."
Shrugging when he saw the last person walk out of the toilets and down the corridor he directed his attention back to the two people. "You two are very quiet, I don't like having one way conversations with myself! I hate the sound of my own voice really, to much of it will no doubt send me around the bend. For you two that means; I'll send myself mad. More mad, but that's another conversation topic perhaps?" He paused to take a breath. He really needed to learn how to not speak in one breath, it was honestly a little tiring.
The girl and the man exchanged a look, clicked in a vary of pitches and then the girl turned and stalked down the corridor. "Oh no! You don't want to go down there! Honestly I doubt there's anything much." He took a step forward only to have the man intercept his path.
"Alright, I see how this is. You're here, you like it here, not that I blame you I like it here too. Well not right in here, because right in here is dark, dingy and smells weird." Doctor looked around the café and pulled a face. "But none the less you have taken a shining to it and who am I to comment on someone's home?" He looked back to the man and took another step away from him. He was starting to get a little to close for comfort. Hearing a smashing sound from down the corridor Doctor flinched, the man turned his head in a strange fashion which made it look like it just flopped to the side.
He couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard the words; "I don't want to be nibbled!" Not the greatest choices of words, but he would tell Phil that later when they were out of here. He gave another slight flinch when the girl stumbled back and fell through a door. Phil ran and slammed the door shut, using what looked like a piece of two by four to wedge the door handle she smiled and turned to look at them.
"Am I disrupting a moment?"
"What gave you that impression?"
"You're sorta erm...glaring in my direction."
"I am not glaring I am merely looking at you in a confused manner. You did just hit someone with a plank of wood and shut them in the cleaning cupboard."
"All in a days work!"
The Doctor just raised an eyebrow at her, he didn't honestly know how to reply to that. Sighing he turned his attention back to the man. "Can you please leave this place and go elsewhere?" He waited for an answer and got a load of clicks. "Ok, not a clue what you just said but because you're not moving I take it as a no?" More clicks, nodding he put a hand to his chin in thought. "Ok thanks."
"Do you know what he's saying?"
"Pipe down, down there! And no I don't."
"You said you weren't going to wing it!"
"I'm not, I'm merely winging it in a conversation." Doctor answered like it was the most obvious answer. Phil just jumped when the cleaning cupboard door got banged against. "Look, we have to wrap this up. You leave now, in any means you wish and I won't be forced to pull some amazing heroics to get you to leave. Which way is better? I'm rather sure I can come up with some spontaneous heroics!" He grinned and waved his hands excitedly. The man took a few steps back and seemed to be retreating, slowly but surely The Doctor moved his way down the corridor. He pulled a face when he passed the kitchen, the woman with the trolley was just standing looking out of the window glaring at him.
He clearly didn't make any friends here, stopping by Phil's side he looked down at her. "Time to leave I think."
"Alright, age before beauty," she said while giving a gesture to the open fire escape door. He pouted and looked at her unhappily, "What? I like that saying, it's funny, and you have to admit it's a little ironic."
"Your humour still needs working on."
"I know! Please don't remind me again any time soon."
"I won't!" Doctor grinned and ruffled her hair, Phil waved her hands in defence, she honestly didn't want her plaited hair to get ruined. Shutting the door behind himself, he locked the door with the screwdriver. Walking around the front of the building he did the same to the front door.
"So...no one can get in or out now?"
"Nopes," he said while looking at the door with the open sign turned to look out of the glass. The two looked through it to see the man sit down at a table and eat some of the leftovers which hadn't been cleaned away.
"Were the people who went missing in there really dead?"
"You think they're still in there? Honestly?" Doctor looked down at her, Phil had her hands resting against the cool glass. Standing in thought she shook her head slowly, "Then yes is the answer." He put a hand on her shoulder and nudged her down the street. "Phil I am never letting you have multiple breakfasts again, look what trouble you dragged us into!"
"Oh my...for once it was me!"
"Don't sound so pleased about it."
"But you always drag us into trouble! It makes a change for the culprit to be me." She gave him a smile and stuck her hands in her jacket pockets.
The two continued down the street happily looking over everything. Everyone busying themselves with shopping and getting into and out of taxis and running across the roads were none the wiser of what just happened in that café. That was usually the way things worked out, whatever they went through no one knew existed. It was a odd sort of life, Phil mused over that point, but then again it was one that she only truly knew.
She jumped when beside her came a confused and shocked sound. The Doctor ran forward and around the small little car park, he waved his hands around and turned back to her. "Yes?"
"She has gone!"
"Eh?"
"Sexy!"
"Oh...oh!" Phil flinched and looked around, sure enough they were standing in the small car park where the TARDIS was parked. But now the car park was nearly empty and void of the blue police box.