Disclaimer. Doctor Who not mine. The same cannot be said for Alice and Traan. My babies! *Grabs them and holds them tight. Is then deleted and/or exterminated. Probably not best idea in world.*
"Alert, alert," Alice the Cyberman intoned. "The Christmas dinner is ready."
"Why did you make Christmas dinner?" Traan the Dalek asked in static-like tones.
"It is Christmas."
"Why did you make Christmas dinner?" Traan repeated.
"Earth has knowledge. Knowledge is power. I updated my databanks. It is Christmas. Christmas dinner is required."
The dinner was put on the table by Alice. He-it-sat down in a chair. Traan, being a Dalek, had no need of a chair, as he had no legs to speak of. Unfortunately, considering both Traan and Alice had no stomachs, they couldn't eat the food. They sat there and watched it instead.
Eventually, everything went cold. And that was how Christmas was spent. Whilst the Doctor was off saving another world once again, Alice and Traan were watching their dinner as if there was the slightest possibility that it would jump up and take over the Dalek spaceship.
All in all, it could have been a bit more exciting, but as neither Alice nor Traan could feel any such emotion, they didn't care either way.
Basically, the Doctor won the Thrilling Award by miles.