Which moon? "What? The one in the sky!" Hattie replied with an exasperated huff. And now TARDIS was going totally ninja against her hands, and eventually she gives up, having little choice but to trust that the bonkers woman knew what she was doing.

".. And no, no no no, not by constructing the bath, when I give your makeover! Sidra, you are unbelievably confusing when you aren't talking about buttons and dials." Hattie confessed. She couldn't figure TARDIS out at all. Really, 'spacial perception'? What? ".. Never mind that. The plan today is for me to do your hair, place a bit of make-up, and a manicure. The results, of course, will be magnificent."