Red wanders into the room, still wearing just her short white robe, margarita glass in hand, sadly empty.<br/><br/>"We're out of ice in the war room." She reported, opening the freezer to get some more. "Oh and yara is playing some sort of pipe that is making all the little tapirs come running to him, perhaps her." Red cocked her head thinking. "Didn't really look. Anyway thought someone should know and..." her voice trailed off. "Wait...TARDIS? Someone activated our time space warping thingy?" She groaned dejectedly. "Oh this has 'Red stop dawdling and get dressed' written all over it. Thanks a lot guys." She sulked as she petulantly refiled her drink.