"Doctor! Doctor!" Clara shouted as she rushed into the TARDIS.
"Oh! That's me isn't it? Yes. Definitely The Doctor. I think..."
The Doctor or in Clara's mind who claimed to be The Doctor was just sitting on the console looking a bit spaced out to be quite honest.
"Something wrong?" The Doctor asked with innocent intentions.
"Well, let me take you through the last ten minutes. First, big, scary,huge monsters. Second, golden mist spurting from your hands. And last but not least your face. And your Scottish."
"Yes! I forgot about that! You know, the whole Scottish, new face thing I've got going on. Braveheart Tegan...wait...that's not you is it? Clarisse?"
"Your acting really weird now Doctor..."
" The question is Claire...when do I not act weird?"
Abruptly the TARDIS started moving.
" Woah, what is going on here?" The Doctor responded, not really directing the question at anything but his feet.
Then the machine jolted forwards rapidly. The Doctor flew from his perch and hit his head rather hard on the railings.
"Haha! Just what I needed. A bit of a whack on the head. Clara. My impossible girl. I can't say I like the means of which I recollected the information though. But thanks anyway," He said rubbing his head profusely.
"So, where to next?"