The Doctor raised his eyebrows. "Well I'd be in a spot of bother if I didn't know how to make tea," he muttered to himself, filling the battered kettle with water and prodding it a little with the sonic screwdriver - so much easier than just waiting for the thing to boil anyway. Don't provoke the savage beast and all that.

He checked a battered tin for teabags. Oh look, jelly babies, though really he had no idea how they'd got in there. Well, waste not, want not...

"Catch," he said, throwing the bag in the Master's general direction.

((LOL I HAD TO.))