"So, you're actually going back to the McDonald's across the street?" I asked Ham once we, along with Rapunzel, her parents, Eugene, Max and Pascal got to the Caltrain station via royal carriage, which we got out of.
"Well, since Eugene gave up his life of crime to be with his dream girl," explained Ham. "I figured I'd do the same and go back to doing what I do best."
"What, steal everyone's burgers?" guessed Eugene, who got off the carriage along with Rapunzel.
"Well, they don't call me Hamburglar for nothing." said Ham.
I chuckled. "True point. Very true point."
"Well, you stay out of trouble this time." said Eugene.
"And don't let those coppers get ya, OK?" added Rapunzel.
"Now, where's the fun in that, huh?" asked Ham, who, then, heard Max clearing his throat while seeing him raise one of his eyebrows.
"OK, I'll try to work on that last part."
Eugene smiled. "See ya, Ham."
"Good luck over there!" I called as Ham took his leave, calling back. "You too!"
"And you said he wasn't much help." Rapunzel said to Eugene, who shrugged sheepishly.
They walked up the stairs to the northbound side, where I was waiting for my train to come.
"So, what will the next chapter of your life story be like, huh?" asked Eugene, whom I slowly turned to, replying. "Honestly, I have no idea what's in store for me now. My mom was the one who brought up this program while trying to help find a potential job for me."
"Well, mothers do know best." chuckled Eugene.
Realizing he was recalling to Gothel's words, I frowned at him while raising one of my eyebrows.
"Uh, sorry." said Eugene. "I just...thought I bring it up."
"Well, Eugene is right about one thing, Nathan." Rapunzel said to me, kneeling down. "And whatever that job is, I'm sure your mom and your family will be proud of how successful you'll become."
"Even the Imaginaries?" I asked.
"Especially us Imaginaries." replied Rapunzel, to whom I smiled, saying. "If they were still around, they would've love to have met you."
Rapunzel smiled back. "I was thinking the same thing."
Then, she pulled me for a hug, saying. "Thanks for everything."
As she gave me a kiss on the cheek, I noticed Pascal hugging my chin.
"I'll miss you too, Pascal." I said, scratching his head, then, turned to Eugene, to whom I asked. "And what's next for you? Working in the royal kitchen?"
Eugene chuckled. "Well, that does seem optional, especially after learning everything I know from you guys."
As he spoke, a loud whistle sounded from far away.
Realizing my train was almost here, Rapunzel, Eugene and I knew that this was it; our last time seeing each other.
I looked at Rapunzel, who placed her hand on my shoulder, progressing a little smile, then at Eugene, who smiled a bit as well.
"Take care of yourself, Nathan Rosenberg..." he said, extending his hand. "...and good luck."
"You too..." I said, smiling back at him and shaking his hand, which I pulled, wrapping my arms around Eugene, or should I say...
"...Flynn Rider."
As Eugene hugged me back, a voice said. "You know, it doesn't have to be entirely goodbye forever."
Rapunzel, Eugene and I turned to Larry, who said that, Moe and Curly inside their ice cream truck, which they had driven all the way to the Caltrain station.
"There's always Thanksgiving that's coming up." added Moe.
Realizing that was true, I asked Rapunzel. "Can you make a better pretzel turkey than I can?"
In response, Rapunzel smiled.