What happens next?

Embarrassed? Who's embarrassed? Geronimo!

"Oh, great!" exclaimed Amy. "Now I am not only going to get shot into a planet by the Daleks, but but I am also going to be naked when they do it."

"Well, in a way, it's your own fault for mentioning the towel," said Rory.

"Don't try to be fair to the Daleks when they're depriving me of clothing, Rory!" exclaimed Amy. "Do you really want to see me walking around down there without a single stitch of clothing on?"

"Is that a trick question?" asked Rory. "Because I'm pretty sure I'm going to get slapped, no matter how I answer that."

"I have a good mind to slap you anyway," said Amy. "But right now I need both hands to cover my chest and my belly-button."

"Don't you mean your chest and your vag --" Rory started to say.

"You know what I mean," said Amy. "You're my husband. You're supposed to back me up on stuff like this."

"I thought I was your ex-husband," said Rory.

"Whatever," said Amy. "We're about to get fired into a planet. I'd rather not quibble about our marital status right now."

"Take it easy, Pond," said the Doctor. "There's no need to get embarrassed."

"Embarrassed?" asked Amy. "Who's embarrassed? Geronimo!"

And with that, she jumped into the massive portal that the Daleks had constructed to fire the three of them into the Dalek's asylum planet. Rory immediately followed her and eventually so did the Doctor.

"Think they'll make it?" asked one of the Dalek's humans.

The Dalek's woman who held Amy's towel just shrugged and said, "Does it matter?"