Donna was still tipsy from all the wine she had drank in a little tavern in Italy , the Doctor had taken her there in the early 20th century . She was wandering the TARDIS, slightly tripping over her own two feet. She was bored , and she ducked in and out of various rooms, the kitchen, a room full of bubbles, even a room full of banana trees , the library and even the swimming pool , bored , the Doctor asleep himself. It wasn't until she stumbled into the Doctors bathroom , and saw a razor, and a tube of shaving cream , she had an idea. She grinned wickedly , this idea was one of her best.
Donna tip toed into the Doctors bedroom , where he was snoring , dead to the world , he was wearing a pair of striped pyjamas . She stifled at the sound of him grunting , then muttering something about ' the TARDIS needs another banana tree' , then he resumed his snoring. Donna tiptoed, trying not to laugh, as she carried out her plan, not thinking of the outcome of her actions.
The next morning , Donna was nursing a hangover , frying up some bacon and eggs , when she heard a roar, the Doctor bellowing her name, trying to find her. He raced into the kitchen , where Donna was now sitting at the table with her hang over cure. He was furious.
' Donna … ' he started , a warning . Donna was trying not to laugh.
' WHY ARE MY EYEBROWS SHAVED !' he bellowed.