Doctor Who and the Spinning Terror!

The launderette was almost empty when the stranger burst in. He looked around, confused.

'The Vardrath must have used a hallucination field,' he muttered.

'I deny this reality!' he boomed, spreading his arms wide and displaying gleaming white teeth, scarf flapping in clouds of steam billowing from a broken dryer.

An elderly lady stopped stuffing threadbare socks into her bag long enough to point out the spaceship across the street. Two humanoid lizards lounged in the doorway, sharing a cigarette.

'Bugger,' muttered the stranger, 'what a waste of a great move.' He dashed out.

'Bloody students,' snorted the old lady.