“Easy. We’re looking for something that shouldn’t be here. Or we’re looking for something that should be here but isn’t.” “What kind of thing?” “Not sure,” said the Doctor. He rubbed his chin. “Gazpacho, maybe.” “What’s gazpacho?” “Cold soup. But it’s meant to be cold. So if we looked all over 1984 and couldn’t find any gazpacho, that would be a clue.” “Were you always like this?” “Like what?” “A madman. With a time machine.” “Oh, no. It took ages until I got the time machine.”
