Brainley and Dobbsey are in the lab, sitting on a counter. Brainley is looking at papers.

Brainley: Hm. Income effectively earned this year while time traveling... income earned while in a parallel reality... losses I could write off due to irreversible damage to the timeline. This is maddening. How does anyone make sense of it?

Dobbsey: Hey, if you think you've got it bad, check him out.

On the other side of the strip, we see an old white-haired man wearing an Edwardian suit and a bowtie-esque cravat. He is looking at a piece of paper. There is a police box behind him. He seems oddly familiar, almost as if you've seen him on a library card recently.

Old man: Report all stolen property as income...hm. How much does a Type 40 TT Capsule run for these days?