The Doctor emerged from the TARDIS, content in the knowledge that his beloved ship was recovered enough to continue their travels. He meandered in the direction of the kitchen, thinking that some tea and biscuits would be just the thing.
Madame Vastra was standing just outside the kitchen door, watching the scene within with a soft, wistful expression. The Doctor stopped beside her, smiling as he glanced inside the room. Clara and Jenny had evidently been baking all morning and were now happily sampling their creations.
"Earth girls and chocolate," he murmured quietly.
"I believe it is a basic tenet of their belief system that there are no ills in the galaxy that cannot be cured by it," Vastra agreed. Both kept their voices low, not wanting to disrupt the scene before them.
"Our Earth girls," the Doctor replied, resting a friendly hand on her shoulder.
"Whatever did we do to deserve them?"