The Master held up his hand to summon a waiter over, not even bothering with pleasantries. He just tapped over the name of the wine he wanted and passed the menu over. He didn't really need food, he had free bread and he could just get a dessert. Hunger was annoying but it was easily solved with empty calories. Once the waiter departed, the Master crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, feigning interest in her yammering.

"So you're an alien then? Huh, that's different. So is it anything like Earth there? Cause you look a lot like one," the Master pointed out, racking his brain to work out if he recognised the name of the planet.

It didn't ring a bell but then he rarely frequented junk heaps. He preferred a little class and a nice city centre.