She was quick. The Doctor had a plan involving costumes and a song and dance routine, and she went off and made it easy. Brilliant!

"Right! Here we go..."

He gave the lock a quick swipe with the screwdriver, then opened the door to the room. Empty? Like Maria's hotel room and every other hotel room he'd stepped into, this one was a ticker-tape replica of the plushness of every other one before it. Couches and a small table near the kitchen, with the door to the bedroom closed.

"You check the kitchen, I'll take a look in the bedroom."