“Ah, hello.” The Doctor smiled, and if he looked bit silly, a bit little boy like, well, that was only to be expected, wasn’t it? He was, in fact, a keen supporter of looking a bit silly.
“Am I? Wonderful! I seem to forget from time to time.
He was busy negotiating the terrain of his left coat pocket-a usually dangerous and difficult affair-and only began to pay attention after he came up with a mousetrap instead of a bag of sweets. Not nearly as nice for sharing, but it did manage to bring his thoughts back round to where they belonged.
“Oh! ow! Oh, oh, oh! Hello.”