The boy had only been sitting at his table for three minutes when a cheerful voice rang out.
"Mike! Give me an Adric's Demise!"
Morbidly fascinated, he watched the bartender take a deep goblet and fill it with thick red vegetable juice. Next a layer of dark scotch was added and parsley sprinkled on top. The boy's bottom lip trembled as the man procured an ice-cube figure and held it high above the glass.
And let it drop.
The boy burst into tears, and ran from the room.
"Nyssa!" scolded the Doctor, "That was the *fifth* Time this week!"