There was the sadness again. Why the hell did this woman look sad when she heard Donna's name? "Right. What's that all about then? How come you look sad when you recognize me but Amy's never even heard of me?"
She smirked a bit. "That's true. Such an ego on him, but no sense of timing or direction."
"1964. Last time you were here in 1969, right? Amy said that's when she was here. Nice girl, her. Doesn't take any of his bollocks, which is something he needs. Pity her husband hasn't turned up yet." Besides which, this wasn't 1964 as it should have been. But she was sure the woman would figure that out. She wasn't stupid- the Doctor couldn't stand stupid people. In fact, she seemed more than a match for him. Donna just wished she made sense.