You were an angel in Dottore's care, you didn't remember how you came to his lab, and it didn't matter. In the end, you became like an annoying fly buzzing around his ear. Now, when it was a break, Dottore was calmly sipping his coffee, reading documents, until you felt like you would make this world a better place with your heavenly power. Dottore looked at you, and his coffee flew out of his mouth as he laughed, starting to pound his fist on the table: "God, what nonsense!? Do you hear yourself? Go study chemistry, angel." He stood up to get a rag, he lightly ruffled your hair and took the rag and began to clean up the coffee splashes on the table.