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[comeonthensexy]

[ There's a good while of silence, aside from the rustle of a paper, like a page being turned. ]

Oh, yes, right! Hello! How do I do one of these voicemails things again?

[ Another bit of silence, and then he clears his throat. ]

You've reached the Doctor - the eleventh, to be exact. Leave a message and I'll get back to you, promise!

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[timesnewroman]

Oh, well, alright.

[ Rory stares at the screen for a long moment. A very long moment. Then he just shakes his head. ]

No. No. Still not getting it. How did your hand become...not a hand?

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[comeonthensexy]

[ SIGH. ]

The regeneration energy, of course!

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[timesnewroman]

So your regenerative energy can regrow hands...but it still can't make you ginger. [ LOW BLOW, RORY, LOW BLOW ]

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[comeonthensexy]

[ REALLY LOW. ]

I don't control those things!

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[timesnewroman]

[ SORRY, BUDDY. ]

Then maybe you just weren't meant to be ginger. Ever.

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[comeonthensexy]

The universe isn't that rude.

[ HE STILL HAS HOPE. ]

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[timesnewroman]

The universe gave you back your lost hand! I think it's paid you enough.

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[comeonthensexy]

That wasn't the universe, that was just lucky.

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[timesnewroman]

Have you ever thought. That maybe, just maybe, the universe just doesn't like you?

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[comeonthensexy]

[ GASP. ]

It'd be a very ungrateful universe, then!

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[timesnewroman]

No. It's just one that doesn't like fezzes and bowties.

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[comeonthensexy]

The universe doesn't have an opinion on fezzes and bowties.