It’s a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezzes are cool. Overconfidence, this, and a small screwdriver. I’m absolutely sorted. Thank you, Strax. And if I’m ever in need of advice from a psychotic potato dwarf, you’ll certainly be the first to know. Bow ties are cool. Geronimo! Yes, well, it’s a brilliant noise. I love that noise. Frightened people. Give me a Dalek any day. Goodbye, Clara. I never know why. I only know who. I once spent a hell of a long time trying to get a gobby Australian to Heathrow airport.