Doc is of course far too sensible to risk his supervisor's wrath by actually touching anything. He merely contemplates the arrangement, as if it's a puzzle that will reveal its secrets if he simply studies it long enough. That flashing one, that wheel...his DeLorean's controls were far simpler, but the scope of its travel was far more limited. What had it been like, to go anywhen and anywhere in the universe?

He's so engrossed in it that he doesn't notice the Doctor's presence at all, just about bumping into---oh. Oh, right. He shook his head.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I've been drifting again. Did you need anything, Doctor?"