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were_lemurThe Master tastes chocolate for the first time.
"Open your mouth," the Doctor said, his free hand securely over the Master's eyes.
The Master draws his bearded face into a scowl. "I hardly think -- ummmm," he says, as the Doctor slips something delectable past his lips. It's sweet, and rich, and he's never tasted anything like it. "What is that?"
"Chocolate."
"More to the point, where did you get it?" The Doctor can't possibly have an unlimited supply, and since he's trapped on this blighted backwater, he might appreciate the gift.
"It's made from a bean grown right here on Earth," the Doctor enthuses.
"Of course it is."
"Open your mouth," the Doctor said, his free hand securely over the Master's eyes.
The Master draws his bearded face into a scowl. "I hardly think -- ummmm," he says, as the Doctor slips something delectable past his lips. It's sweet, and rich, and he's never tasted anything like it. "What is that?"
"Chocolate."
"More to the point, where did you get it?" The Doctor can't possibly have an unlimited supply, and since he's trapped on this blighted backwater, he might appreciate the gift.
"It's made from a bean grown right here on Earth," the Doctor enthuses.
"Of course it is."
