"Oh aye? And d'ye think yer up for the job, me lad?" she answered (it should have been Oh, get stuffed and should not have been accompanied by a saucy wink and cocked hip, but so much for that), and it was probably just as well that the now-eyepatched Doctor emerged from the TARDIS at that point, because otherwise everyone would have been treated to a verse (http://sniff.numachi.com/~rickheit/dtrad/pages/tiOLDWHOR2;ttOLDWHOR2.html) of "The Baltimore Whores (https://www.yousendit.com/download/bVlBT2pBT01ubHpIRGc9PQ)", and no one needed that.

"Seems t'me we're all so afflicted, matey."