Daniel came up around the bend behind her, just in time to see a woman, her back to him and hunched over, trying to tug a door open and swearing in some very colorful Spanish. The archaeologist had to stop for a second. How many people had gotten lost in the TARDIS? That was up there with "How are we going to get out of here?" and "How do we stop more people from wandering in and getting just as lost?" This could turn into a police box shaped black hole that had a knack for sucking people into it.

Although he had thought the Doctor had closed the door but he'd been so preoccupied with the Doctor's reaction to the doors being open in the first place, and his own questions, that he had to admit, he hadn't paid that much attention to that one detail.

"Eva?" Daniel asked from where he stood. "What are you doing here?"