Of course they aren't done yet; Donna doesn't expect to be half so lucky as to escape after just two questions. She wonders what's going to happen to the unlucky loser - is one of them, perhaps, destined to join Ange in a possibly bottomless pit somewhere under the mansion? She'd been hoping that Amy would win - it's nothing personal towards Philip, he's certainly good-looking enough when he's cleaned up, but it would quite possibly be the most awkward date of her entire life, and that includes the time her mum more or less forced her to go out with her mate Joanne's orthodontist son who kept talking about teeth the whole night - but now she's not sure whether she'd prefer the date or the bottomless pit.

(She's pretty sure that Philip, if left to his own devices, wouldn't insist on a date, but there's absolutely no way of telling what'll happen after everything's said and done; for all she knows, the date itself will be another nightmarish reality show.)

Teaching? She furrows her brow, giving Philip a blank stare. If there's one thing she knows even less about than films, it's teaching, especially when it comes to bloody life lessons. Luckily, that same instinct kicks in again, and she finds herself parroting words that would never leave her mouth ordinarily. "I've been travelling through time and space, and I've learnt to find wonder and magic in the most unlikely of places, from my back garden in Chiswick to the Ood Sphere. If you choose me, I'd love to share my unique view of the universe with you." She finishes with a sigh, rolling her eyes at Philip.