"Oooh, I think it is." The Doctor took a swallow of the scotch and made a twisted, disgusted face at the taste. Scotch was not the Doctor's alcohol of choice. All the same, he finished the cup, and offered it to the Master for another. No use not indulging in something that the Valeyard wanted.
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Date: 2011-12-24 02:41 am (UTC)"And I know he is," he said. He nodded upwards.