The Doctor pursed his lips, a fleeting expression of annoyment. Nostalgia? Childhood playmate? As if he was some unfledged time tot... he'd show him to underestimate him!

He turned to give the hostess a distracted smile and an agreement to her offer, before turning back to the Master. Who hadn't learned anything about personal space since they last met, it seemed.

The Doctor huffed at his comment. "Plastered? My dear fellow, are you implying I cannot hold my spirits?"