After trying to sneak in another shower this morning, I was disturbed by
a knock on the door mid scrub.
"Scottie, we need to have a talk when your done" a voice, presumably
roger's, said.
When I came back Roger was sitting with the conductor and Morgana and it
was explained to me that our options were to pay for the room upgrade or
be escorted off the train, with police assistance, when we reached
Winnamauca. Roger opted for jail time, but I, more easely startled,
opted for room.
The thing is when going to the shower I saw a man reading the newspaper
in sunglasses and a coat-I swear he had a fake moustache on too- sitting
at the front of the car who was not there when I went to bed. A fucking
spy! They planted a spy, one of the conductors who was hellbent on
teaching us a lesson. Morgana tried to get him to let us slide, but
RULES ARE RULES.
Luckily enough though, breakfast and dinner came with the room. And we
boasted our capture, while the other members of the train came in to
hear our tale. Despite being the obvious scoundrels, the passengers
regarded us as heroes. Modern day Robin Hoods.
The quote of the day came from the Morgan Freeman sound alike who runs
the dining car.
"When do they start serving lunch?" Roger asked.
"Believe me you'll both be the first to know." said the MF wanna be.
"How will you find us?"
"Believe me, I and everyone working on this train, know everything about
you to by now"
Illl hit Sacto in about eight hours.
--Scott E. Blozie
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