There's an urban legend that's been circulating for years about a taxi cab that doesn't take you where you want to go, but where you need to go. One night, you step into this cab. More<<<< the taxi cab of requirement
"I'm The Doctor, bitch." You say as you lean the chair back, throw your feet up on the table, and your hands behind your head. "No you're not, you're not even a companion. We've contacted him." You nearly fall to the floor out of shock.
imagine a character going around to all the starbucks and saying this to the male baristas before they can say it and expecting them to know her reply. Plus, even harder if her soul mate hasn't turned 18 yet and so he doesn't know