The T.A.R.D.I.S. engines growled as it landed in Cardiff  Bay.  Excited, Donna opened the T.A.R.D.I.S. doors and looked outside disappointed. “Oi this is bloody Cardiff!” she yelled at the Doctor. “Yes, yes it is. We’re just here to refuel.” She looked at him dumbfounded. “What is this,  like some alien gas station?” she smirked. “Well yeah, well actually, there’s a space-time rift going through the city and it sometimes washes up all kinds of radiation and alien flotsam and jetsam. The radiation refuels the T.A.R.D.I.S.  I may have had something to do with creating it awhile back, but I was a different man back then.” He said in a matter of fact tone placing his hand on the back of his head. “Yeah whatever, Alien-Boy.” Donna said walking out of the T.A.R.D.I.S. “I’m bored.” She said. He stood behind her in the doorway. “Well it won’t take that . . . ” he muttered. He looked behind Donna. As she turned to see what he was looking at, she heard “Doctor! It’s me! I’m back!” Donna turned around. “Who are you?” she asked the blonde haired girl. “Donna this is Rose, Rose this is Donna. How did you . . . ” he tried to say. “ROSE!! You mean the girl you’ve been pining over ever since I met you?! (Tsks)” Rose stopped in her tracks and looked at the redhead frowning. “So you replaced me with her?!” she angerly pointed at Donna, “I know Sarah Jane said you like to replace us with younger ones, but look at her, she’s is old is my mum.” She smirked. Donna got defensive. “Are you calling me old?!” she yelled. “A bit thick too.” Rose commented. “Oh yeah, well, what did the Doctor do,  pick you up when you first got out of diapers or something, do you still have braces and a training bra on?” she said.“Can I ask you a question?” Donna asked. “No” Rose replied. "Can I ask you a question now?" she said. "No!' Rose snapped back. "Can I ask you a question? I only want to ask you a question. Can't I ask you a question? I'm just asking you a question. Can I ASK you a QUESTION?" Donna said. "Fine! What is it?" Rose yelled. “Are you old enough to be out and about without a parent or guardian?” she smirked. “Well you’re here. You seem old enough. Grandma!” Rose laughed at her. Donna glared at her and tsked. “Am I bovvered?” she said. “What?” Rose looked confused  “Am I bovvered though? "Do I look bovvered?" She said pointing to her face. “Calm down!” Rose said. “Don’t tell me what to do!” she yelled. “Fine!” Rose yelled and crossed her arms. "Are you disrespecting me?" Rose looked confused. “Umm . . .  no.” She said. “Well shut up then!” Donna said. Then Rose slapped Donna on the face. Shocked, Donna exclaimed, “You just slapped me!!” “Yeah, I did and I’ll do it again.” She slapped her again. Then Donna slapped her, and they kept slapping each other for sometime.  While that was going on, Captain Jack Harkness arrived behind the Doctor with Gwen Cooper following him. “Hey Doctor!” he exclaimed, “I heard the T.A.R.D.I.S. arrive.” He stood beside the Doctor and watched the cat fight. “So . . .  what’s new? Oh wait let me guess, you let two of your companions meet and they’re jealous of each other?” he laughed. “Yeah.” The Doctor said. “Which is weird, because Donna doesn’t fancy me, and I don’t know how Rose got here." He pondered. “Excuse me,” came the voice of Gwen Cooper, “Who are you and why are they fighting?” she asked. The Doctor looked at Gwen. “Don’t I know you?” She shook her head. “You don’t by any chance have a great-great-great-great-Grandmother named Gwyneth that worked in a funeral parlor in Cardiff, in the 1860's  did you?” he asked. She looked at him confused. “Umm . . .  yeah, why?” The Doctor grinned and said “No reason.”  They all just stood there and watched the fighting continue.  Suddenly the cell phone Martha gave him rang. “Hold on!” yelled Rose. “Since when does he have a cell phone!” She yelled pointing at the Doctor.  Donna rolled her eyes. “Martha gave it to him.” Rose crossed her arms. “So who’s Martha then?” she asked taping her foot. “Oh she fancies him.” Donna teased. “She what!” Rose squealed. “Hello,” the Doctor said into the phone, “Who’s this?” He apparently had the volume up. “MASTER . . .  MISTRESS CALLED AND WANTED TO CONFIRM TEA THIS AFTERNOON.” The Doctor smiled. “K-9!” he happily yelled. “How did you get this number?” he asked the robotic dog. “Sarah Jane? Well how did she get it . . . ” Listening in, Donna looked at Rose and asked, “Who’s Sarah Jane?” Rose smiled and said, “Oh she’s another former  companion of the Doctor, she fancied him too, but it’ll never work out. You know you’re about as old as she is.” She said giggling. Donna looked disgusted and rose her hand to slap her again. “So!” Said the Doctor, “Who’s up for tea?”