The Doctor stepped into the TARDIS after a difficult Christmas. He had just saved London from yet another Christmas disaster, and the ground was painted white by the snow-like debris from the Titanic's descent into Earth's atmosphere. He was feeling okay about himself...for the first time since Martha Jones had left. As he wandered around the console room, his eyes wandered to his memory chest.
"Well, I've got a bit of time to spare here, might as well give it a look," the Doctor exclaimed as he sat on the floor with the large chest in his lap, and he began to rummage through his mementos. Although he lingered on a few items which started to tear his hearts to pieces, he came across a DVD he had kept as a souvenir from his adventures with the mysterious Sally Sparrow.
He stood rapidly and popped the DVD into a tiny slip in the console. His face appeared on the screen and he tousled his hair as he watched himself on the screen. "Yep, that's me," he sighed as he watched.
"Yep, that's me," screen Doctor said right after.
"I look good," the Doctor smiled.
"Yes, I do," said the screen Doctor.
The Doctor chortled and looked around, only to find that he was still alone. Hanging his head slightly, he turned back toward the screen as the TV-him continued with the seemingly one-sided conversation. When Martha's face appeared on the screen, he fast forwarded until she had disappeared again. He didn't want to relive her goodbye at the moment. When he returned the DVD to full speed, he cocked his head slightly.
"Very complicated," said screen Doctor.
"And here comes the wibbly-wobbly part, yeah?" the Doctor sighed as he sat on the nearby chair, throwing his feet up and reclining as the screen-him tried to explain but began to ramble. The Doctor tuned out until he heard the words "the Angels have the phone box."
"The Angels...still don't fully understand what they are," the Doctor said as he sat up slowly, staring at the screen.
"Creatures from another world," screen Doctor replied.
"Creatures made of stone..."
"Only when you see them."
"See it still doesn't make sense," said the Doctor as he tousled his hair again.
"Lonely assassins they used to be called..."
The Doctor began to pace as he re-listened to his entire explanation of how the Angels work.
"Don't even blink. Blink and you're dead..."
The Doctor looked up with a smirk.
"You know what?" he exclaimed as he turned toward the console, "Time to give Sally Sparrow a visit." He threw a switch and the TARDIS spun into flight.