Oh, yeah? Should I? Because the last I remember- you hadn't exactly said "RIGHT-O, DONNA NOBLE! TIME TO SAUNTER OFF TO NEW YORK!" No! That wasn't the plan. God, I could just.. SLAP you if I knew where you bloody well were.
HM! Well, let's see here... I was with you, and everything was just peachy. Now I'm here, and you seem to think this is the time for irrelevant QUESTIONING.