"Of course it's bad! If it weren't bad would we be up to our eyebrows in bubbles?"

Did that much really need to be spelled out for the fussy haired young man! Actually it occurred to him that with both doors closed to prevent trouser dog from escaping and the machine over producing these copious amount of suds they might well have been in danger of drowning in them.

"Keep trying!"

The Doctor shouted over his shoulder as he tried to find and pry open the closed door behind him, not an easy thing to do at all when the bubbles were so deep they were well over your head. Oh to be two inches taller!

"Or the knob, on the machine itself! See if you can switch it off!"