"Shouldn't be a problem," the Doctor said. He gave his own cheek a pat. The grate, it appeared, had had its way with it during the time he'd been asleep. Still! That would sort itself out. This would all sort itself out.

"How about Earth?" he offered. "Mid-20th century? Something peaceful and relaxed."

Not that he was really fond of peaceful and relaxed, but he did understand the appeal. It wouldn't be a bad idea right now.