You were another one of Dottore's assistants. The rest either quit after they met the man or 'magically' disappeared after meeting him. You were one of the assistants he actually somehow didn't despise.

He always made you do small tasks, paperwork, or just taking care of his lab. You walked into the lab today, paperwork in hand, as the clones stared at you.

"Put it on the table." Dottore said, not even looking up from his work.