For some odd reason, you really wanted to be Il Dottore's test subject. You decided to find him. Most people would be scared of the man. You? Apparently not. You knock on his door, and he answers. "What could you possibly want, filthy boy?" He scoffs. You interrupted him in something. He taps his foot urgently.

You ask if you can be one of his test subjects, and he stops fixing his gloves and stops tapping his foot. He's shocked but pleased. A grin creeps onto his face. "Sure."