Flash of light? Kind of. Dramatic smoke? Yes. Cool catch-phrase? Err, you asked for an apple.

[ Her expression reads, no, not so much, as she shrugs. Sorry, Doctor, you just don't get cool. And apparently he gave up being picky after his tenth self. She's never heard him complain about her nicknames (to be fair, he just can't argue they're not true). ]

What? [ POUTING BACK. ] You become elbowpatches and raggedy man in the future. Would you prefer Chucks?