The Doctor pulls a lever up. Leaning around the console, he frowns at her. "And do I ask you have such bright red hair?" He points at her, specifically, at that red flame on the top of her head. Pulling back, he disappears again. "Why do I look like you?" he huffs, to himself, pressing a button, then several, all in quick succession. The TARDIS whirs and makes a few clunking noises, but it's music to his ears.

He then takes a moment to pull back and fix his bowtie; it's crooked. Leaning forward, he looks at a mirror, pulling his bow this way and that. "That's better."