Donna walked home from work, glad to be back in the TARDIS. Things felt strange, with everyone living there, but at least it wasn't the Welcome Center. And he was here, so that was good enough. Finally, someone who knew her.
She continued along the street, hoping the TARDIS hadn't moved since last night, when she saw a bushy mane of blonde hair and a familiar (if annoying) face. "Oh, blimey, you. Hello, Professor. Guess you've managed to get stuck here as well?"