"Rose, I've just woken up on a beach with barely any memory of who I am and one shoe. I think I'm entitled to decide what my priorities are and what I'm supposed to do next, because funnily enough, I don't know who I am and what I do," he said before rolling his eyes at her as she began to laugh at his predicament.<br/><br/>"Yes, yes, it's funny when it isn't happening to you," he said before his ears pricked up as she asked him about the TARDIS. "And that's a very good question. Where did I leave my TARDIS?"<br/><br/>He began to search through his pockets, alarm growing on his face as he riffled through them. He sighed with relief when he pulled out a key from his pocket, but then confusion crossed his face as a long piece of string trailed on from the key dragging with it a piece of paper and a drinks coaster.<br/><br/>"Isn't that just amazing? I regenerate, I have barely any memory, I'm missing a shoe and the only clue I have as to how it all happened is a drinks coaster from a pub and a wet piece of paper that says..." He held the paper up to his eyes and stared at it before growling with frustration. "Dorlette Hotel Wine Tasting... do you know what that tells me Rose?" He groaned and shook his head before slapping his temple with one hand. "I killed myself by drinking myself to death."