[ Indeed, the only really advanced thing in the room - aside from what the Doctor has - is the stunner holstered under Mark's arm. It's a weapon many centuries ahead of what can be found on this planet - but it's far from worrying, just a little something for nonlethal self-defense.

Or getting irritating old aliens to shut up. But it certainly won't come to that.

Mark sits back in his chair and steeples his fingers, the gesture almost a parody of grotesque capitalism. ]

Why this? To make money for myself, of course. That's the nature of this sort of business. The more my clients succeed, the more I succeed.