"Abby Sciuto," the Doctor declared in a tone of bemused pride, "Naq'Le'cheza'q champion of the Nine Galaxies."
Abby shot him a smug grin in return. "Not bad for a beginner, huh? Now I just have to figure out what I won." She opened her hands to reveal a wad of the local currency and several other trinkets liberated from her overconfident opponents. "What exactly is a Vorja, anyway?"
"A planet in the Orion sector," the Doctor answered. "Small but hospitable."
Abby's eyes about popped out. "A planet? No way!" She stared at the deed in her hands. "Maybe I'd better give it back."
"Considering the previous landlord?" The Doctor nodded discreetly towards the sour-faced alien in question. "I rather think the Vorjani might not mind a change of ownership. Shall we make that our next destination? Give you a chance to survey your domain?"
"Sure." Abby beamed. "I own a planet. How cool is that?"