At a popular department store in Oxford Street, London, Mr Bean was going to buy lots of goods - junk and stuff such as a saucepan, some rather sharp knives, a pair of gloves which he piled up on the counter. He ended up instead following someone to the restroom.
A moment later, the Tardis wooshed noisily, materialised, and the Doctor emerged.
The shopkeeper, confused, asked the Doctor "You! Are you going to pay for this stuff you put here on the counter or not?"
"Hello, I'm known as the Doc-turr, I mean Doctor" grinning sheepishly to the shopkeeper and his assistant.