"Alright." She realizes that there's no use arguing with him on this topic because he would make her do what he wants one way or another.

"We could ask a policeman, by the way." Charley says.

"We'll find it. Come on." The Doctor says as both the Time Lords start running in street.

"One thing about New York, Charley - the traffic is always terrible." Celestia says. Suddenly she realizes that Charley isn't with them. "Charley. Charley? Charley!" Celestia looks around.

"Charley, where the devil are?" The Doctor is cut off by Glory.

"Trouble, Doc? Miss Wilson?" She appears out of nowhere.

"Oh, it's you, Miss Bee." Celestia says.

"Where's your pal?" Glory asks.

"That's what we're trying to ascertain." The Doctor explains. "We left the office, Celestia and I were walking a little ahead and then." He is cut off by Glory.

"Well, it's a big city, gumshoe. There's a lot to tempt a girl." She says.

"Is there?" Celestia questions. "Like what?" She sounds genuinely confused.

"What are you suggesting?" The Doctor asks as well. "No, no, something smells rotten here."

"You two are standing on a sewer." Glory says. "Listen, ten to one whoever's got my uncle has got your Miss Pollard."

"Perhaps." Celestia says.

"Well, no sense hanging around on the street. What say we get on with the investigation? That is why I hired you." Glory urges.

"No, no, we must find Charley." Celestia shakes her head.

"And, I - I'm not actually Halli." The Doctor stops in mid-sentence.

"Not actually what?" Glory asks.

"Nothing. Oh, very well, Miss Bee, the Excelsior Hotel it is, but keep your eyes peeled for Charley." The Doctor says.

Once they are inside the hotel, The Doctor rings bell for attention.

"Hello? Hello? Could I speak to the manager, please?" He says.

"This isn't getting us very far. So, we think someone's got your friend and my uncle, the hotel's denying all knowledge of it." Glory says.

"That about sums it up." Celestia says.

"Which I told you two yesterday. Great start." Glory says.

"Yes well, could you cause a distraction? I've got an idea." The Doctor says.

"A distraction? What kind of distraction?" Glory asks.

"Search me. Engage the man at the desk in conversation, you know - politics, weather, approaching war, that kind of stuff." The Doctor says making Celestia let out an exasperated sigh.

"Why would you say that?" She says.

"Say what?" The Doctor asks, not getting it.

"Approaching war?" Glory asks.

"That." Celestia narrows her eyes.

"Well, failing that, feign death. It always works for me." The Doctor changes the subject.

"Why can't she do it?" Glory asks, pointing to the Time Lady.

"Because I need her help." The Doctor says simply. After this, Glory makes a groaning sound.

"Help me." She says.

"Miss Bee, what's wrong?" The Doctor asks, acting.

"Oh Mr Halliday, I feel strange, I" She cuts herself off, falling to ground.

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