Say, Doctor. Jenny and I have come up with a little bit of an idea... But I think I'd like your blessing, first, given the nature of our little 'project'. Do you have time in your busy Time Lord schedule to sit down with an old friend?

Guys, this is sad. I mean really, seriously pathetic. It's - what - the end of August? We've been on summer vacation for two months, already, but what do we have to show for it?? Zilch. Zero. A big, fat pack of nothing.

We're gonna be seniors soon, it's not like we'll get another chance at this.... so we've gotta make the next two weeks really count! We should be doing something different every day - something you can only do in the summer! Like the beach!




uh, ... actually, nix the beach. I think it's still covered with junk from the Medusa, anyway. And I'm kinda done with the ocean right now, anyway. Why don't we go camp--


... no.
Nevermind.

... Forget I said anything.





.... Maybe a horror movie marathon? They've got a box-set deal on that slasher-flick series at Juanes - Shriek? Nothing says summer like getting the pants scared off you, am I right? Who's with me!