Looking at the receipt for the third time, she makes sure that she has gotten the address correct–105 Wallaby Lane. Then it reads: "deliver to the blue box in the alley." What's that supposed to mean?
She squints through the rain, and looks around. And there it is. Just five meters in front of her is a 1960s, blue police call box with its lights on. The light itself acts as a beacon through the rain. She really hopes that this isn't a prank.
As she approaches the door, she begins to wonder. If this is not a prank, how does the person fit inside? She then reaches the door and knocks. No answer. She knocks again, this time calling out, "Special Delivery!" At first, there is still no answer. But then, just as she is about to knock for a third time, the door swings open.
"Aww, pizzas are here!" exclaims an over exuberant bloke in a pin stripe suit. She tries to look past him into the box, but he blocks her view.
"That will be fifteen pounds thirty," she says.
"All right, I'll be right back," and with that, he closes the door in her face. But, because it is not completely closed, she can still hear inside.
First, there is some soft talking that she can't understand, and then there is moaning. Next, comes enraged shouting from another person. What on earth is going on in there? Finally, a shot rings out. Under other circumstances, she would have thought it to be a recording, but it sounds so real. Just when she is about to panic, the door swings open, the bloke shoves the bills into to her hand, snatches the pizza, and then slams the door shut in her face. She is left there stunned. She turns around to escape the alley, and perhaps call the authorities. By the time she reaches her bike, though, she hears a loud whooshing sound. She turns around, and the call box is gone.
Meanwhile...
"Have you gotten the pizza I wanted?" asks Donna.
"Yes, it's right here. So, are you ready to watch the next movie?" replies the Doctor.
End.