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The Doctor pushed aside a tattered curtain to reveal a street full of market stalls with people, dressed in ancient clothing, walking in-between. "Ancient Rome," he happily introduced to Renata and Donna. "Well, not to them, obviously. To all intents and purposes right now... this is brand new Rome."

Donna was ecstatic of the sight. "Oh my God, it's... it's so Roman! This is fantastic!" she surprised the Doctor with a big hug. "I'm here... in Rome. Donna Noble in Rome." She pulled away and walked a bit ahead. "This is just weird. I mean, everyone here is dead."

Renata blinked. "I don't...think you should go telling them that. Humans get very upset when you mention their comically short lifespan-"

"-oh, but I should watch what I say around humans?" the Doctor was giving her a disapproving, yet completely amused, glance.

"Oh my God, Donna I am so sorry!" Renata realized how rude she'd been and wanted to apologize for it, but she saw that Donna hadn't even heard her comment. She was too entranced with the new environment.

"Hold on a minute," Donna suddenly frowned, "That sign over there is in English. Are you having me on?" she turned sideways, throwing accusing looks at the aliens. "Are we in Epcot?"

"No, no, no, no," the Doctor swore. "That's the TARDIS translation circuits. Just makes it look like English... speech as well. You're talking Latin right now."

Initially, Donna didn't believe it. "Seriously?"

"Yes," Renata was close to laughing.

Donna thought about it for a minute then laughed. "I just said 'seriously' in Latin. What if I said something in actual Latin? Like 'veni, vidi, vici'? My dad said that when he came back from football. If I said 'veni, vidi, vici' to that lot, what would it sound like?"

The Doctor tried to search for an honest answer but he wasn't able to find one and pouted. "I'm not sure - you have to think of difficult questions, don't you?"

Donna smirked, pointing at him. "I'm gonna try it."

"Doctor, stop her, it's not a good idea," Renata shook his arm a bit. "She could cause a fight! She could get hurt! She could-"

"Nah," the Doctor shrugged off her concerns. He was fairly interested in what would result from Donna's quest anyways. Renata frowned at how irresponsible that was but she wasn't remotely surprised by it.

"Hello, sweetheart." the stallholder that Donna approached greeted her kindly. "What can I get for you, my love?"

Donna pretended to look at the fruit in front of her before saying, "Veni, vidi, vici."

"Huh?" the Stallholder raised an eyebrow. "Sorry? Me no speak Celtic. No can do, missy."

"Yeah," Donna turned on her heels and walked back to the awaiting aliens. "What does he mean 'Celtic'?"

"Welsh," the Doctor replied. "You sound Welsh. There we are. That's something."

Renata shook his head at his casualness. "That could have gone completely wrong, you know!" she walked between him and Donna. "Donna could have said something offensive without knowing and then what would have happened? Being a woman-"

"Bit of a stickler, aren't we?" Donna nudged her on the side, smirking when Renata pursed her lips. It was clear as water that it wasn't the first time Renata heard something similar.