My name is Reinette. That is Madame de Pompadour to you if you please.
It is the eighteenth century, and I live in the Palace of Versailles, Paris.
...and from then he haunted my dreams...
Many years later, he returned to me, appearing untouched by time, as compellingly handsome, gallant, and dashing as he had been in all of my fantasies.
He called himself 'The Doctor'
We shared a kiss, and once again, he disappeared.
I hear the clock ticking, counting down the seconds until the day we shall be re-united...