Rose would care, and Rose would certainly be very glad the Doctor finally noticed something, but Rose has left the building, and Cassandra's silently rolling her eyes and wondering how it took the Doctor this long.
"Oh, all right, clever clogs. Smarty pants. Lady killer."
She spins him around to face her, plays with his tie flirtatiously as she explains.
"I knew something was going on in this hospital, but I needed this body and your mind to find it out."
He asks who she is, and she leans in close to whisper. The Last Human. And she thinks he's not going to do anything about it, because the perfume she'd tucked into her shirt earlier isn't perfume at all, and a spray of it's all it takes to knock the Doctor unconscious and leave her to deal with the cats on her own.
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"Oh, all right, clever clogs. Smarty pants. Lady killer."
She spins him around to face her, plays with his tie flirtatiously as she explains.
"I knew something was going on in this hospital, but I needed this body and your mind to find it out."
He asks who she is, and she leans in close to whisper. The Last Human. And she thinks he's not going to do anything about it, because the perfume she'd tucked into her shirt earlier isn't perfume at all, and a spray of it's all it takes to knock the Doctor unconscious and leave her to deal with the cats on her own.