In Amtrak's Business Class the food and wine is plentiful. So much so that, yes, most of the passengers were drunk or sleepy before Los Angeles.
And a train rocks. If one does not have Train Feet, one may go careening down the aisle to disaster.
Rian has Train Feet, but the young Batman adorned, stripey haired woman across from Rian did not.
The Walnut Creek white wine sent her to the restroom and on her return the rough track sent her across Rian's chest and into Aidan's seat.
She smelled of citrus. Her hair was a fluff of black and white and brown. She wept when she knocked Aidan to the floor.
Rian adored her.

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