"Believe me, if you met him, he wouldn't be generic," said Martha, with a faint grin, almost to herself. She frowned a little, though, at the man (ask his name, Martha, jesus christ) and his sudden change of expression at the Doctor's name. Maybe he was from somewhere that the Doctor was known. Like the Daleks, calling him all kinds of epithets, Oncoming Storm and all that rubbish.

Not that this guy was a Dalek at ALL.

"Just the Doctor," she said. "I promise, if you're a decent person, he's a good guy." Or shit, maybe the man had issues with doctors full stop, in which case she was in trouble.