What happens next?

Inside the Dalek prison ship

"So how much trouble are we in?" asked a naked future Clara Oswald as she looked around the cell of the Dalek prison ship while trying futilely to cover her groin from the view of her fellow prisoners. "And when am I going to get some clothes?"

"How should I know?" said Missy. "Do I look like a precognitive?"

"No," said future Clara. "But you've fought the Daleks before. In fact, I've seen you kill one myself."

"That was then, this is now," said Missy. "Besides, this time we have a Slayer to help us out."

At this point, Missy pointed to a sullen blonde girl dressed in a black blouse and blue jeans.

"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence, lady," said the sullen blonde. "You know very well that I've never fought any of these things before. How are you supposed to kill them anyway? You can't kill them with a stake. You can't kill them with a crossbow. You can't kill them with a sword. They could care less if you pour holy water on them, much less flash a cross at them. So how am I going to kill a Dalek?"

"Good question," said Missy.

Then she called out, "Guard!"

The door to the cell opened and a small metal cylinder that looked like a portable vacuum cleaner that had an eyestalk attached to it rolled into the cell.

"The third greatest enemy of the Daleks has a request?" asked the cylinder.

"Only third greatest?" asked Missy. "I don't know whether to be honored or insulted. By the way, who is number two?"

"Greatest enemy of the Daleks number two is the being known as the Master," said the cylinder.

"The Master?" asked the sullen blonde. "You mean it's a vampire?"

"I assure you the Master that the Dalek just mentioned is not a vampire," said Missy.

"How do you know this?" asked the sullen blonde's dark-haired male friend.

"Believe me," said Missy. "I know."

"So I take it you've met this Master?" asked the redheaded woman who had also accompanied the sullen blonde.

"That's one way to put it," said Missy.

The middle-aged British man said, "Well, it's fairly obvious that the Master that the Dalek is referring to is not the same entity that Buffy killed."

"I think it's safe to say that," said Missy.

Meanwhile, it was all future Clara could do to resist saying something. Yet she knew from experience that the minute she tried to hint to the others that the Master and Missy were not two separate entities, Missy would kick her in the shins or worse. And yet...

"So who is the number one enemy of the Daleks?" asked Missy of the Dalek.

"The Pre-da-tor!" exclaimed the Dalek.

The dark-haired guy raised an eyebrow.

"And who is the Pre-da-tor?" asked Missy.

"That entity known to the Daleks as the Doctor," said the Dalek.

"The Doctor?" asked the sullen blonde. "Who's he?"

"The description of the Doctor changes every few years," said the Dalek. "But when last seen by the Daleks, he had brown hair, white skin and wore a brown suit, a bow tie and a fez. The man with the fez is the supreme enemy of the Daleks. He must be destroyed. Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!"

"Wow!" said the redhead. "Those Daleks must really hate the Doctor. I guess that means he's really scary if they hate them that much."

"He is not!" exclaimed future Clara. "I've met him. He's a nice man."

"Oh," said the redhead. "Were you his familiar too?"

"I'm not a familiar!" exclaimed future Clara. "I'm a companion!"

"What's the difference?" asked the sullen blonde.

"I'm human, you dope," said future Clara.

"Clara, please!" exclaimed Missy. "Watch your language. Don't make me have to use my laser screwdriver on you."

"What were you going to do with that thing anyway?" asked the redhead. "Turn her into a rat?"

"No," asked Missy. "Actually I thought I'd do this."

And just like that, a beam of light shot out of the laser screwdriver and severed the Dalek's eyestalk.

"Vision impaired," said the Dalek. "Weapon system compromised."

"Wow!" cried the sullen blonde. "I wish I had one of those things."