“Don’t try, Miss Grant,” Jo sing-songed in an imitation of Mike Yates’s voice. “Take it easy, love.” She rolled her eyes. “Honestly, it’s like they think I need a fainting couch or something. I’m a trained UNIT agent!”
Hearing familiar voices, she paused in the corridor. “So the Doctor hasn’t left to investigate the circus yet? If only he’d see that I’m perfectly capable-”
Then she had an idea.
Jo raced out of UNIT headquarters and climbed into the Doctor’s car. Hiding herself under a blanket, she chuckled, “Show don’t tell, isn’t that what they say? Well, I’ll show them.”