On the other hand, shut up, Clara, you have a time-machine now, you can skip it! (cries)
(Mental image of Clara on the diner-Tardis, wanting to drop by and visit home for a change.) “So, Me? 2016?” “No.” “2017?” “No” “…2018?” “Nope.” “Are you sure you remember this correctly?” “Yes. Skip it.” “Seriously? What happened? I have people there, you know! Okay, when do things get good again?” “Uuuuuh…” “Christ!” “I know.” “Okay, here’s the plan: we drop by at Christmas, leave everybody presents Santa-style, we go to 3040. Cool?” “Cool.”
Thy humble phantom lurker
On the other hand, shut up, Clara, you have a time-machine now, you can skip it! (cries)
(Mental image of Clara on the diner-Tardis, wanting to drop by and visit home for a change.)
“So, Me? 2016?”
“No.”
“2017?”
“No”
“…2018?”
“Nope.”
“Are you sure you remember this correctly?”
“Yes. Skip it.”
“Seriously? What happened? I have people there, you know! Okay, when do things get good again?”
“Uuuuuh…”
“Christ!”
“I know.”
“Okay, here’s the plan: we drop by at Christmas, leave everybody presents Santa-style, we go to 3040. Cool?”
“Cool.”