"Well, take a look outside, Martha Jones!" The Doctor cried; picking himself up off the grated TARDIS floor, an exuberant smile plastered to his face.
Martha opened the doors, not quite sure what to expect. Whatever it was however, the icy blast that greeted her was not it.
"So off to the Annual Snow-Shoveling Competition of Hoth, then?" She asked sarcastically, waiting for the Doctor's stammered apology for his ship's age. This however never came.
"It's Delta-Vega, cheeky woman, only the most beautiful arctic scenery this side of the Medusa Cascade!" He smiled warmly to tell her she was forgiven.
"Delta-Vega, like Star Trek Delta-Vega?" She asked.
"Well, actually there are about six. Two are ice-covered, two post-industrial, one post-apocalyptic, and the last- wait, you remembered a planet's name from the third episode* of Star Trek?"
"Does it matter?" Martha asked, suddenly defensive.
"Well, not really. Just had you answered 'no', I would have a seriously hard time understanding how you came from 2008**."
"So what about the last one?" Martha asked.
"They grow the Universes' greatest paper-mache boulders there…"
*Where No Man Has Gone Before. Kirk must either maroon one of his apparent best friends on Delta-Vega or kill him.
**Star Trek: 2009. Spock maroons Kirk on Delta-Vega after Kirk attempts to commit mutiny.