[any other wednesday. right! just as he told her. the TARDIS just seemed keen on landing a bit farther away than he meant it to.]

[if clara is hoping to hear that beautiful sound of his ship landing, she is in no luck. she does, however, get the privilege of seeing him hopping and wobbling his way across a garden, nearly into a bush, tiny spin to his heel before he runs across the street and stops right in front of the house.]

Wednesday! It is Wednesday, right? Of course it is, you were obviously waiting for me. Hello! Ready to go? Come on, then!