INT. NIGHT. HURRICANE'S ROADHOUSE. BLOOR STREET, TORONTO, ONTARIO, CANADA.

 

OUR HERO IS SEATED WITH HIS LAPTOP, PROOF-READING ONCE AGAIN HIS FINAL TERM PAPER. IT IS CERTAINLY THE WEIRDEST PAPER HE HAS EVERY WRITTEN BUT HE WAS ABLE TO WAX ON FACEBOOK PRIVACY SO THAT WAS GOOD.

 

HIS FOOD ARRIVES, SANS A PLATE AND CONDIMENTS.

 

AS THE SERVER WALKS PAST OUR HERO, HER SCENT TRAVELS UP HIS NOSE AND INTO THE MEMORY SECTION OF HIS BRAIN, WHATEVER THAT IS.

 

OUR HEROS KNOWS THAT SCENT BUT HE CAN'T PLACE IT.

 

AFTER THINKING ABOUT IT FOR A LITTLE LONGER, HE REMEMBERS.

 

IT IS THE SAME SCENT AS THE SWIANWA WHO WED THE PAST SUMMER.

 

INT. NIGHT. GUS' PUB. HALIFAX, NOVA SCOTIA.

 

THE TARDIS DOOR OPENS WIDE, ITS OCCUPANTS SPILLING OUT INTO THE GLASS-ENCLOSED VLT SECTION OF GUS' PUB. THE VLT PLAYERS ARE SMOKING, INDICATING THAT THE TRAVELERS HAVE ARRIVED DURING THE BRIEF SLIVER OF TIME WHEN INDOOR SMOKING WAS PERMITTED IN THE PROVINCE OF NOVA SCOTIA, PROVIDED IT HAPPENED WITHIN VENTILATED SMOKE-QUARIUMS.

 

SJM V3 IMMEDIATELY APPROACHES THE BAR AND ORDERS TWO OLANDS. SJM V2 PULLS OUT HIS VIDEOCAMERA AND STARTS FILMING HIMSELF. SJM V1 HANGS HIS CANE ON THE BACK OF A CHAIR AND COMMENCES CHATTING UP A NSCAD STUDENT WHO IS SPORTING THE FOLDED-RAINBOOTS-AND-DRESS-OVER-JEANS ENSEMBLE POPULAR WITH YOUNG WOMEN OF THE ERA.

 

SJM V4 (aka THE DOCTOR) IS ANXIOUS TO MOVE ON FROM THIS STOP BUT ALLOWS THE OTHERS A MOMENT OF RNR SINCE HE KNOWS WELL HOW MUCH THE SJM LOVE BOTH THIS PUB AND THIS TOWN.