The Doctor wasn't really expecting the brush on his mind when it came, but he let down his defenses when he felt the Master's mind touched his, letting him take what he needed. And well... if he was honest, it had been so long since anyone, let alone another member of his race, had initialised mental contact. He had missed it. Well, there was a revelation.

He blinked at the Master's question. "Errm. Well, yes. Somewhere. Actually... hang on a second," he said, springing to his feet and heading towards the door off the control room. "Erm, this way. Eventually," he muttered, hoping that the kitchen was where he had left it. And thinking that he should have put it somewhere a little more accessible.