Jack was alone in the hub at 2 a.m., idly fiddling with some overdue paperwork, when he heard the TARDIS materialize downstairs. He stepped out of his office just in time to see a familiar lanky, brown-suited figure walking toward him—oh, no. Walking toward him eating something. Licking something that, please God, wasn't powdered sugar off his fingers.
"Mmm," said the Doctor with his mouth full. "'Ese er good."
"Um," said Jack, "Did you get that from the box on Tosh's desk?"
The Doctor nodded. "Seriously, really good donuts. Nobody makes donuts like humans do."
Jack took a deep breath. "I don't think humans made those."
The Doctor walked back and looked at the box. "Oh. Those kind of donuts."
"Look, I'm sorry," Jack began, "Shouldn't have left them lying around, I know—"
The Doctor grinned at him, and there was a sparkle in his eyes Jack hadn't seen on this particular face. "Shame to waste good donuts," he said.
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"Mmm," said the Doctor with his mouth full. "'Ese er good."
"Um," said Jack, "Did you get that from the box on Tosh's desk?"
The Doctor nodded. "Seriously, really good donuts. Nobody makes donuts like humans do."
Jack took a deep breath. "I don't think humans made those."
The Doctor walked back and looked at the box. "Oh. Those kind of donuts."
"Look, I'm sorry," Jack began, "Shouldn't have left them lying around, I know—"
The Doctor grinned at him, and there was a sparkle in his eyes Jack hadn't seen on this particular face. "Shame to waste good donuts," he said.
Jack had to agree.