[Spoilers for 31x04, "The Time of Angels"]
By now, the Eleventh Doctor was used to finding a reception committee
waiting on the doorstep of the Round. This time, though, it wasn't his past
selves. First up was a golden woman whose eyes were painted on.
"No," the Doctor said. "I'm not getting into an argument about who's the
deadliest, you or Weeping Angels. Next?"
"That," Emma said, pointing at Amy, "is *my* outfit. Red top, skirt short
enough you don't dare bend over when facing away from the camera, tights,
black shoes. Who does she think she is, copying my outfit?"
The Doctor sighed. "It's just a coincidence. She picked those clothes out
of the TARDIS wardrobe. So did you. Is that all you've got to say? Monsters
scary enough to freeze your blood, Amy getting a Weeping Angel in her eye
(and that's got to smart), scary catacombs, and you're complaining about
*clothes*? Honestly. Get a sense of--"
Emma stood aside. At the sight of the tearful Trojan handmaid thus revealed,
the word 'proportion' died in the Doctor's throat.
"You saved her, Doctor," Katarina said. "She jumped out of a spaceship and
you saved her. What did I do wrong, that you did not save me?"
Thinks: This is what a nice clean life leads to. Hmm, why did I ever lead one?
-- Bluebottle, in the Goon Show