"Put that away. You're offending me, and you're making yourself look a fool in the process." For the first time, the twist of Weber's smile showed a flash of teeth. It was the first hint of violence he had offered anyone, the first suggestion of true anger. The Doctor would have better luck giving his gold to Cybermen. "And I've no idea what the lists say. Perhaps you're set to fight four days hence. Even if I were for sale, I could do nothing for you."