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Interior: TARDIS
THE DOCTOR sits on the floor, cross-legged beside the console.
CLARA enters the TARDIS, searching
Clara: Doctor? Doctor?
Doctor: [grouses] Clara. Clara.
Clara: [approaching the console with suspicion] you’re quiet
Doctor: so?
Clara: [quickly] too quiet..
Doctor: ah, no such thing.
CLARA joins THE DOCTOR on the floor beside him. She pats his leg, recoils--furrows her brow.
Clara: Let’s play a game
The Doctor: no
Clara: I'll be quick, don’t be difficult
Doctor: [shrugs] fine
Clara: Alright. I'll ask a question. You'll answer.
Doctor: [rolls his eyes, mimicking Clara]
CLARA turns, faces him
Clara: who’s River Song?