You woke up on your birthday. There seems to be something heavy on top on your bed.. a gift, wrapped in delicate black silk with a blue ribbon on top. It has a card attached to it, in Dottore's handwriting:

"My dearest, when you´re ready, please come downstairs. I made your favorite breakfast. All my clones have been instructed to drop their work for today and have only one goal in mind.. serving you on your special day. <3"