The Doctor's a very busy man, but that doesn't mean he's completely forgotten his manners. He shuffles out of the TARDIS, casually pulling the door closed behind him. The trusty shovel remains in his hand.

"Sorry about that! Just had to get it out of...out of my booth, yeah. It freezes up, then I can't make a call, and what can you do? Anyway. I've gotta keep moving, so if you'll excuse me---"

He leans even more casually against the doorframe, reluctant to head back inside with the stranger watching.