He's a character on the telly where I come from. Different worlds, but I knew more about him than he was comfortable with accepting.

[Eyes narrow, looks a little to the side and spits. Though it looks like she was doing in the manner of spitting in someone's face. There's just... no face there. Almost as quickly she's rubbing and pressing against her forehead.]

I- ... I don't know. The stuff is toxic to the touch. Don't want it getting into other people. These are some bitch-kickin' systems this time around.

[Well, she wouldn't mind poisoning the Master, but that's a different matter.]