+ you to a place like this? Not exactly a popular alley, what with the strange dog running around."

+ pat his companion on the head.

"Good job, K9. You've improved greatly."

The tin dog's tail wags and ears whir in response, the closest it can approximate to a smile. As he begins gathering up the pieces, the Doctor's attention returns to the rest of the world.

"So, what brings someone like -

+ the Doctor appears to have the upper hand again, until...

"ʙɪꜱʜᴏᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴄ7. ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋᴍᴀᴛᴇ, ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ."

The pieces automatically move, his king falling over. The board plays a little victory fanfare in celebration. Though one might expect a negative reaction after his turn, Four gracefully reaches out to -

+ than it really needed. Given that it was a no stakes game, one might expect a little more grace in looming defeat.

"You can't really expect me to fall for a trap like this, can you?"

With a derisive snort, he moves another piece on the board, capturing the intruding piece. Grinning once more, -

+ stood back up, confidently ignoring how correct the time lady had been.

"Now then, the TARDIS feels like working again, the question remains regarding a destination. A quick trip to the Andromeda Galaxy sounds fun. Perhaps when humanity finally arrives?"

"Nominal cortex, as if I'd forget such a thing," he muttered. Thankfully, she was across the console from him, so he could crouch down to examine, and fiddle with, the underside of that section.

A moment, and a thump, later, and the rotor began to Bob up and down as the ship took off. The Doctor -

+ hate to have met you in an earlier incarnation, if you've such a poor sense of fashion. Those were poor outfits."

+ motion, eyes bulging out, though his hand stayed up with the bag of candy.

+ Turning his attention from the game, the dog seemed to find his move, and his protestation.

"ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʜᴇᴀᴛ. Qᴜᴇᴇɴ'ꜱ ʀᴏᴏᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴄ-3. ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ, ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ."

The piece moved along the board of its own volition, just as instructed. The Doctor's head whipped back to the game, curls bouncing with the sudden -

+ with the status of the game, he produced a paper candy sack from his pocket, holding it up to her.

"Thank you for watching him. Can't trust him not to move a piece of two when I'm not looking. Jelly baby for your troubles?"

He beamed up at her, a big toothy grin that stretched from ear to ear. -

+ ᴇᴀᴛ."

As the Doctor took his place on the ground again, his eyes ran over the board, noting the location of all the pieces. It appeared as though everything met with his satisfaction, because he made no further comment or move of the pieces.

Turning his attention to the woman whom he entrusted -

- location is less the critical part, but there is a splendid little bakery just around the corner. K-9 is a big fan of their chocolate croissants."

From the ground by the chess board, the robotic dog's ears turn and whir, preceding his own comment.

"ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ, ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ. ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ. ɪ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ -