"Well, don't!" Sarah says. "I know it's difficult for people who aren't human, because you think differently - but I'm a person too, and I think you ought to treat me like one. I'm Sarah."

This woman's attitude was really getting on her nerves - though, she thought, it was all well and good getting on her high horse about this when she was the one who couldn't remember her.

"And I've got no idea what you're talking about - the Doctor never gave me a dog called Canine, or Fido, or anything at all." Of course he'd call a dog 'Canine' - he'd probably have named her 'Homo sapiens' if it had been anything to do with him. Or Fido.

"Still wearing blue..." she says, looking at her appraisingly. But it's no good. "I'm sorry, I just can't think of anything. How do I know you?"