“Are you sure, Mum?” the petite young woman asked, considering the grinning tall man beside his blue box.
“Of course! Go on,” Jo said, “Just don’t stray too far from the TARDIS. And don’t let anyone hypnotize you. If a man says he’s the Master, run. Oh, and watch out for strange plants, they can be quite nasty, especially fungus. Stay away from…um, just about anything alien, really, some are quite… and… you know, on the other hand, no! No, stop! You’re grounded!”
“But Jo!” the Doctor protested.
“Sorry, Doctor, but it’s all coming back to me now. Shoo!”
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