She lures it outside

The warehouse doors slammed open.

Clara Oswald burst into the narrow service alley, barefoot and completely exposed, ignoring the cold air against her skin.

Clara: *under her breath* Come on, follow me...

The Skovox Blitzer emerged from the stock room exactly as she'd hoped, its glowing optics locking onto the fleeing human. Smoke curled from its armored shell as it marched into the open, weapon systems charging with a rising electronic whine.

With a familiar wheezing groan, blue light suddenly flooded the alley.

The TARDIS materialised between Clara and the advancing Blitzer.

Relief washed over her.

Clara: Doctor!

A sonic screwdriver flicked out of the Tardis door toward the Blitzer. Green light danced across its armour as the alien machine hesitated.

Eleven: Hello Clara.

Clara: It's you...like you, like this version of you.

Eleven: *straightening his bow tie* of course it's me and erm...Clara, you're erm...

Clara froze.

There was a painfully long silence.

The Doctor blinked several times before rapidly looking toward the sky.

Clara instinctively crossed her arms, cheeks burning crimson.

The Skovox blitzers eyed started glowing again...