***I am so sorry, somehow a VERY rough draft version of this post got published instead of my final draft! I have no idea what happened. I’ve got it fixed now, though!
So, we meet again, and finally see what the Master’s been doing all this time. Which appears to be . . . sitting in his magic prison, waiting. For tonight. Like J-Lo. Okay, not like J-Lo, but he seems to have been hanging out for two weeks waiting for the night of the prophecy before doing anything else. What’s a few more weeks when you’ve been stuck underground for a century, amirite?
It's not a date, it's a caffeinated beverage! 