They were stuck.
In a small one horse town, in the middle of no where, and the TARDIS was gone, because of the weeping angels acquiring it.
They had entered the small run down hotel, and as always, the inn keeper had assumed that they were married, they had told him that they weren't, and when told when there was only one room left, the Doctor and Donna had been told that it was two single beds. They were assured that, them both sighing in relief.
Until Donna unlocked the door, and she had gasped in horror.
There was one bed, one small double bed.
'Doctor.. you can work out a way for us to get back the TARDIS, because I am NOT sharing a bed with you!' she bellowed.
The Doctor just rolled his eyes at Donna, thinking that he was going to be in for a long night.