Sir Percival
"What now, Doctor?" Amy asked the Doctor, calling for his attention as he swept around the consol of the TARDIS hitting seemingly random buttons. She often wondered how many of these bright and coloured levers and wheels actually did stuff and how many was just for making strange noises.
"Anything!" the Doctor told her swirling on the spot for no apparent reason. "All of space and time. The entire existence of the very universe lies just outside those doors. We can discover magnificent creatures or watch as history happens right in front of us. Moons and mountains and space ships await us."
"How about a planet?" Amy asked, but it didn't seem like the Doctor heard her as he continued his talking.
"We could see any civilisation or any species. We could go to a concert with Elvis or Mozart. We might stop in for tea at Da Vinci's. We could even pop by to greet Armstrong as he takes that very first step on the surface of the moon."
His excitement didn't seem to let him do anything as silly as breathing. He hit a button with the palm of his hands and with a swirl he went to look at his companion with a bright smile brushed over his lips.
"So, Amy... What is your choice?"
Amy made a deep sigh.
"A planet. I'd like to see a planet. Like, all sci-fi and alien."
The Doctor didn't seem as if he even realized she had given him an answer.
"Or..." he said with a glimpse of excitement in his eyes. "We could set our little beauty here to a completely random location. Any time, any place, she'll decide."
"Doctor!" Amy called, but he was too far off in his own thrill. He had already returned to the console to give her the right settings.
"Like so!" the Doctor announced happily. He ran seemingly unnecessarily around the TARDIS console on his way to pull Amy to the doors, while the TARDIS hissed her landing proclamation.
"Out there!" the Doctor told her. "Could be anything.
Let's see what it is."