The Eleventh Doctor sat in a comfortable chair with his booted feet resting on a foot rest with his hands on the back of his head in a luxury state-of-the-art café on the planet Tellamane, all the while Amy and Rory stood at a conveyor belt which carried all sorts of café food along its length which sat on electronic plinths which projected a special and physically penetrable barrier around each dish or morsel of food that kept them and the space around the food contained within the barrier in stasis. This effectively housed and protected them from any external contaminants so that they remained fresh no matter how much time passed before they were consumed.
'What about that one' Rory said as he pointed at a rather glossy and delicious looking slice of cake 'no didn't you listen before? The Doctor said not to touch that one unless you want to be making regular trips to the men's room' said Amy, Rory just looked longingly it as he said 'yeah…he did, but it looks so good though'. Amy too looked at the slice of cake and agreed 'yeah it does, but there's lot of other food here as well, how about this, sushi' she said as she pointed at a plate of sushi 'sushi is always good'. Now it was Rory's turn to do the discouraging 'didn't the Doctor say that would give the bowels a hard time?' he said, Amy looked back at the plate of sushi and said 'oh yeah he did' before she grimaced and kept looking for something they could eat.
'I hope you two aren't going to be too much longer over there you just have to get the one's that won't cause you any problems, I'll have to watch your drinks while you're still deciding half a century later and that would be boring' the Doctor said as he continued to sit comfortably in his chair with his back to Amy and Rory. Amy looked back at the Doctor and said 'oh shush, why don't you come over here and help us decide then, you did mention quite a bit of things we should avoid and we can't exactly remember all that you mentioned', Rory also looked back at the Doctor and joined in 'yeah, isn't there anything here we can eat that we don't need to avoid? He said. The Doctor sighed and got to his feet 'alright I'll show you again' he said a bit impatiently as if being made to leave the comfortable chair he had been sitting in was an inconvenience.
About a minute later Amy and Rory finally re-joined the Doctor at their table, and not long before their beverages arrived as well 'ah I've always loved and enjoyed Krakatonian floats…actually no I haven't only since I last changed have I liked them, their bittersweet and spicy yet leave you wanting more, kind of like sour candy sour at first then sweet and so "mmm"' the Doctor said with a smile. Amy kicked the Doctor lightly in the foot 'yeah alright why don't you and it get a room yeah' she said, the Doctor looked over the table for a moment then stopped short 'what is something wrong with the table now' Amy asked as she looked at him 'is it one of those fake one's that will transform into a table and try to eat us?' she teased.
The Doctor looked at her questionably 'no that's just silly, why would it be that, and do that' he responded, Amy grinned a bit 'well with all the stuff and things we've seen and what you've shown us and where you've taken us you can't blame us for being open minded' she said. 'I'm looking for my straw, my special straw, the one makes a drink more flavoursome, or fizzy, Amy did you find it and bring it with you like I requested?' said the Doctor 'I couldn't find it, it wasn't where you said it was and you'd left the TARDIS before I could tell you, and I never got the chance to tell you considering how much you kept going on about how much me and Rory would like it here' Amy replied.
The Doctor straightened in sudden thought 'oh, oh right yes I remember where I put it now, alright I won't be a few minutes' he said as he got out his chair again to go back to the TARDIS 'don't get too ahead of me' the Doctor said as he went off.
Leaving the café, the Doctor rounded a corner from where the café was and went to an off-to-the-side lounge out of the way from the main foot traffic in the huge intergalactic mall where the blue police box sat waiting. However, the Doctor never got to the double doors as about several feet from it he shimmered a bit before vanishing with a quick, silent whoosh…

The Twelfth Doctor opened his eyes to see…grass, he abruptly rolled over so that sat upright. He was in a field with lots and lots of long grass all around, well not all around, it all seemed to stop at a tree line in the near distance which surrounded the grassy area, with the odd bush here and there, where the Doctor now found himself. Turning 180 degree's so that he was now facing a big circular lake with an island in the middle of it that had a streaming pillar of blue energy flowing out of an opening in the ground up into the sky with four thick steel arms coming out of it at 90 degree angles which curved and arced until the tip of each arm pointed straight up to the sky, if it was a sky…it didn't really quite look real or natural though.
That wasn't the only thing that bothered the Doctor though, something about the place and the island in the middle of it with it's curved, arcing metal arms and pillar stream of blue energy gave the Doctor a strong sense of Déjà vu, he recognised and knew this place…he'd been here before. Despite how much the Doctor tried to rake his memory and consider how and why the lake and the pillar of energy was so damn familiar he just couldn't quite put his finger on it, like something waving ever so frantically at him JUST beyond the fringe and reach of his recognition.
Looking around the perimeter of the lake the Doctor recognised, or thought he recognised, areas along the lake perimeter where trees or bush weren't very thick or in large numbers, the other side of the lake directly ahead of him and the areas of lake shore on the left and right sides of where he was now…somehow he could vividly remember standing at those places along the lake shore back in earlier days…earlier lives. The Doctor also then remembered that he had met himself back when he dressed a bit like a hard detective/bodyguard with the black leather jacket he had worn, oh back in those days the idea of giving off the hard image had appealed to him…for some reason. The Doctor eyed up the side of the lake shore that was to the left of his point for a moment in recollective thought before he turned on and stepped away from his area of the lake shore and headed, through all the long grass, to the open parting in the treeline that seemed to lead further into the forest, in the hopes that it was right direction he was meant to be heading. It must be though otherwise he wouldn't remember having met himself, and it's not like there was any other way or route to where he was heading and intending to go.