"Well yes. You're hearing me speak now in your head and I can hear you, and nobody here is using their vocal chords. I'd say that's confirmation." Doctor looks rather pleased with himself and fiddles with his bowtie.

"I'm not entirely sure how much I can do with this but at least we now have a way of talking without anyone else hearing. I checked the penthouse for listening devices but nothing has been planted. Still, if Angel or someone else working under Blanche is around, this is the safest way to speak about our troubles."

Doctor takes a sip of his tea. As he drinks, he tries to send out the image of the mysterious blue police box he had seen to the others. "And if we can exchange images from our minds then it will be much easier to explain what we've witnessed."