"At the mercy of a human in a towel. Whatever shall I do?"
Rose glared at him.
"Help!" the Doctor called out in a feeble voice, waving his arms noncommittally. "Oh, somebody, please help me!"
"Get rid of the Slitheen."
"I can think of better things to get rid of." The remark was so quite that Rose struggled to hear all of it, but she shook the Doctor rather violently nonetheless.
"What?"
"I said," he almost shouted this time, raising his eyes to the ceiling hopelessly, "that I can think of far better things to get rid of!"
Rose tried not to let the smirk develop. "Really? I doubt it." She screamed as she was spun through the air, swearing under her breath as she realised the knot in the towel had come loose. The grip on the Doctor's collar was lost, and now she was the one leant dangerously against the console.
He gave her a smug grin and raised his eyebrows in a fashion normally reserved for one of his 'you're being a stupid ape again' speeches. Rose attempted to glare at him and throw back a smart comment, but she was cut off abruptly.
"Doctor, that had damn well better be a banana in your pocket."