"Robin, something has been manipulating us. Along with our friends and our enemies. It's been following us, altering our adventures all for the purpose of uniting the two of us and then making sure we stay alive," the Doctor explained before holding the bolo tie up for her to see. "It started by manipulating the Wire. She traveled continents in order to fin you and use you as part of her plan. The implanted memories of Harry Potter would have caused her to reach somewhere that catered to them, but she didn't have to go all the way to Florida. She could have chosen a cinema showing one of the movies or perhaps intruded on a Harry Potter convention. Anything that would fit the bill! But no, instead she decided to travel to Universal Studios for the sake of using you as bait!"<br/><br/>"Then, we were attacked by the Slitheens. I had just killed all but one of them and decided to leave the ringleader alive. He was wounded and scarred, but he had a gun and fingers that could pull a trigger. My back was turned, he could have killed me, but instead it blew up in his face. Was it just bad luck? I think not, someone<em>made</em>him fire the weapon incorrectly. That's why it blew up in his face."<br/><br/>"Shortly after that, we're on the bridge of the fake Nightingale. Greme Skinrad would have ordered his monster to rip us apart or fling us into space out of spite, but instead his plans are foiled by you asking just the right question to make me go loco and burn the creature with excess regeneration energy. This puts us in a situation in which we are saved thanks to the sacrifice of Harme, which wouldn't have happened if you hadn't asked me that one simple question."<br/><br/>"I could go on, but I think you get the picture. They've probably been using hypnotic suggestion to influence us and the people and creatures around us to make them act accordingly. They even managed it on me once, but what they didn't count on was that when they did it to me, I turned off my bolo tie so that at some point I would realise that something wasn't right."<br/><br/>The Doctor paused for a moment before tossing the bolo tie from one hand to the other. He looked gravely at it before raising his thumb over the button on the back of it. He voice was a whisper as he watched the device.<br/><br/>"And I bet that just before I deactivated the bolo tie. I left myself a message..." the Doctor spoke before he pressed down on the button.<br/><br/><em>"Its standing behind you,"</em>the Doctor's voice crackled through the speaker of the machine.<em>"Don't let it out of your sight. Splendid. Fantastic. Brilliant. Geronimo."</em><br/><br/>The Doctor whirled on the spot the moment the message finished. His eyes searched around the cockpit of the TARDIS until eventually he found what he had been looking for, the stowaway on his ship. The creature that had gone unnoticed during their trips, for they were always so focused on each other and their mad little adventures.<br/><br/>"Robin, don't take your eyes of it," the Doctor said as he pointed at what stood in the furthest corner of the TARDIS; a tall lankly alien with a large egg shaped head, small beady eyes and bone white skin. Its body was dressed in a black suit and tie with a leathery wrinkled appearance, but whether the outfit was an article of clothing or actually part of the skin was unknown.<br/><br/>It stood as still as a statue. Its thin arms were formally crossed behind its back as it watched Robin and the Doctor in complete and total silence.