Oh, he hadn't forgotten that kaleidoscopic monstrosity of a wardrobe. Still, there was trying to look as absolutely garish as possible and there was attempting to look put together... and still failing utterly.
The Master pointed out several details of the Doctor's clothing in quick succession, casually gesturing with the screwdriver. "Tweed. Braces. Bow tie." He pointed at the jacket, still in the hand of the Drudge. "Elbow patches. Did you mug someone from 1920's Earth or merely borrow your clothing from an elderly invalid?"
[Location: Mount Perdition] Clearly I don't even need an excuse to stick to the same tense :/
Oh, he hadn't forgotten that kaleidoscopic monstrosity of a wardrobe. Still, there was trying to look as absolutely garish as possible and there was attempting to look put together... and still failing utterly.
The Master pointed out several details of the Doctor's clothing in quick succession, casually gesturing with the screwdriver. "Tweed. Braces. Bow tie." He pointed at the jacket, still in the hand of the Drudge. "Elbow patches. Did you mug someone from 1920's Earth or merely borrow your clothing from an elderly invalid?"