"So, if we gather up the actual fall of Arcadia, all hell will break loose in the Black Archive before we could do anything to resolve the current situation with Kate and the Zygons." the Doctor said. "Not to mention, several Daleks could escape before we managed to exit the painting."

"So...?" the Doctor said, prompting his otherself.

"So, the fall of Arcadia will be modern Galefreyan art, which means that we'll use a snapshot of the fall for the background rather than the actual fall, and we'll be the only actual people in the painting." The Doctor replied.

"But, we're going to need something large and heavy to break the glass in order to escape." the Doctor pointed out. "Something that will completely fit with the scenery so as not to arouse suspicions."

"Good point." the Doctor conceded.

2 Hours Later or A Couple Years in the Past if you prefer:

Davros frowned as he heard the sound of the TARDIS materializing in his vault far far sooner than he'd expected, considering the fact that he hadn't even stolen the Doctor's pet planet yet. When the TARDIS materialized, the man whom intelligence had indicated was the current incarnation of the Doctor emerged followed by two strangers, one an old man, and the other a fellow in a purplish coat and a bowtie. All three of the men gave him a cold look, though that of the old man was more of a warrior assessing a potential opponent.

"Don't mind us Davros," the stranger with the bowtie said as the Doctor and the old man moved off, warily watching him out of the corner of their eye as they did so. "We're just here to steal a Dalek."