"Really sweetie?! Nine-hundred years of time and space, and you've never read the damn thing!?" River shouted at The Doctor, pushing the oversized manual into his chest forcefully. "I've skimmed it..." The Doctor said sheepishly, rubbing his neck. "READ IT! Cover to cover!!! Obviously skimming isn't your specialty!" She ground out and The Doctor turned a tempered shade of crimson.
"Honestly, how was I supposed to know about the kracken in the pool? Or the fact that it didn't care for classical music?"