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The rest of the day went relatively quickly, walking out of the toy store while pulling on his tweed jacket The Doctor looked around. He didn't know which little café Phil was working in, but he figured it wouldn't be hard to find it considering the uniform code.

Stepping onto the escalator he crossed his arms over his chest loosely and stepped off. Looking around he made a beeline towards the café which looked like the one he was looking for. Walking in he was greeted by a smiling woman – who wasn't Phil – she directed him to a table and then pottered off.

"You finished?" Phil popped up and pulled out a pad of paper. "That's not fair."

"Life isn't fair Phil you should know that by now." He smiled up at her and looked over the menu. In three seconds or so he'd read it all. "Tea."

"Of course, I didn't even need to ask." She smiled and jotted it down, "Teaholic." She wagged the pen at him, "That's what you are. You're a teaholic."

"When do you finish?"

"In like...ten minutes."

"You were complaining about me finishing when you've only got ten minutes left!" He laughed and leaned back in the chair, "Ten minutes will go quickly." He looked up at her and smiled, she sighed, nodded slowly and walked off a little disheartened. Clearly her first day hadn't been as smooth sailing as his had been.

He was right though, ten minutes did in fact go quickly. "You're not bothering to get changed?"

"Pfft," was the reply he received. "No." Phil said after five seconds of silence.

"You alright?"

"Not really, that place is really evil."

"On a scale from one to ten."

"It's like...definitely a ten." She looked up at him and walked towards the exit of the shopping centre. "It really is a ten."

"Why is it so bad?"

"The people are not very nice. They're really bitchy," Phil looked up at him. "But I shouldn't be surprised. We're in London, in a busy city." She paused and crossed her arms over her chest. "In second thoughts I may go get changed." She said as she darted towards the ladies toilets. Standing awkwardly rocking on his heels The Doctor waited patiently for her to come back out.

A few minutes later Phil reappeared while shoving her uniform in her rucksack. "Lets get home huh? If you're lucky I may treat you to a take away." Phil laughed and walked beside him towards the exit again. "Thank you tips of the day you shall be spent wisely!" She clapped her hands together in a praying like action.

Shaking his head he looked down at her, "You seemed to have cheered up."

"I needed to get out of the uniform, I think it was depressing me."

"Depression through clothing...that truly is evil," he said while the two walked out of the building and down the street. The weather had suddenly turned chilly and Phil instinctively shivered against the wind, whereas The Doctor didn't seem effected by the weather at all.

"So any other ideas for finding the TARDIS?"

"None," he shook his head. "Well she can't logically be far. I mean she went walkies in London, therefore she should still be in London."

"Doctor, London is a huge place to search."

"Oh I know Phil, you don't need to remind me." He said slowly while putting his hands in his pockets. The two walked silently down the street, frowning and looking up at him, Phil opened her mouth to say something but instead tugged on his jacket sleeve.

Noticing her confused expression, The Doctor looked at her worriedly. "What's wrong Phil?"

"Erm..." She pointed a finger at his trouser pocket. He looked at her confused and then directed his attention to his trouser pocket too. A soft golden glow was coming from it. Pulling out the TARDIS key he had he looked at her and grinned widely.

"I believe the TARDIS is close by." He stated while twirling the key in his hand. Phil reached inside her jacket at the pocket in the lining. Pulling out her key she smiled, it too was glowing softly.

"How do we track her down?"

"Well," Doctor mused and rummaged in his pocket for the screwdriver. Pointing it at the key he looked around at the people busying around them. Not one of them eyed them up oddly, it seemed to these people. That two people standing awkwardly at a street corner holding onto glowing keys, and having a strange looking torch like object pointed at one of the keys was normality.

"Oblivious you lot are." He said while nodding at Phil, she crossed her arms and shuddered again when the wind picked up. Suddenly running down the street waving the screwdriver around Phil ran as quickly as possible after him.

"Come on Phil! We're getting closer!" He cheered happily and skidded around the corner, he almost bumped into someone but managed to dodge at the last second. Phil dodged out of the way of children playing and picked up her pace to run beside him.

"Where is this signal leading us to?"

"I have absolutely no idea! How cool?"

"And you call us oblivious."

"You lot are, I'm just sneakily oblivious." Doctor grinned and slowed his pace down, Phil stopped beside him. She leant her hands against her knees and caught her breath back. She hadn't had to run that quickly in a long time. "Oh."

"W-what is it?" Phil wheezed out and stood up. "Oh." She said too and rubbed her eyes.

"It's a garden centre."

"Oh no Doctor, this just isn't any garden centre, this is B & Q. This place is like, the ultimate garden centre." Phil said while eyeing up the annoyingly orange painted building in front of them.

The two looked at each other and then at the brightly glowing keys in their hands, turning to look at the people around them they sighed. "How do we get in without being noticed?" Phil asked quietly, the store by looks of things hadn't that long shut. Employees were just driving out of the car parks, some practically flinging the annoying orange aprons in the cars.

"I bet you're happy you didn't try and get a job here?"

"Yeah orange is so not my colour." Phil crossed her arms and gave a nod, she eeped when The Doctor dragged her away from the building. "Plan?"

"We wait till everyone has gone. Then we strike! Run around looking for the TARDIS, when we do we vroom vroom out of there and go elsewhere!" Doctor said excitedly and rubbed his hands together. "How does that sound for a plan?"

"Pretty darn good. How do you suggest we get past the security cameras?"

"Oh," Doctor sighed and scratched his head in thought. "I hadn't thought about them."

Phil pulled her coat more around herself and jumped on the spot slightly to try and keep warm, "May I make a suggestion?"

"Yes you can Phil."

"I suggest we go back to my little humble flat, order a take away, watch some television. Wait for everyone to vacate the area and then sneak on in." She said while looking up at him, "Then we go through with your part of the plan." She rubbed her hands together, "So?" The Doctor stood thinking over her suggestion and gave a slow nod. "Yay!" She cheered quietly and pottered off in the direction of her flat.