"That's two servings of chocolate cake coming right up. I hope your taste buds are prepared because they're in for a world of hurt."

"So... your saying we won't enjoy our food."

"No, you'll love it so much; your mouths will explode with flavor."

"It's so bad our mouths will implode."

"With flavor!"

"What kind of flavor?"

"Just wait to eat the food; Alice has a one-way trip to table number two," The woman in maid attire reveals before slinging off towards a table in the front.

That's Alice, and she seems like quite the handful. I can't imagine being the unfortunate soul who has to share a bed with her. She'd be kicking and screaming all night.

You turn back around to notice a slightly peeved Riju.

"Are you making googly eyes at her?"

No, no, it's the exact opposite. You were praying you wouldn't end up with someone like her.

"Hmph, I don't know if I can trust the male stare," A boisterous Riju declares, folding her arms. "I'll definitely be keeping tabs on you and that salacious gaze of yours."

You hear some commotion coming from the other side of the room.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, sir. Please forgive me," Alice shamefully begs.

"You should be sorry. You ruined my husband's most precious suit," Mrs. Plum laments.

"Don't you worry, young lady, it's just a little spill, that's all—nothing to get worked up about," The older gentleman informs, toiling away the stain.

"Where's your spine Christopher, this insignificant little runt has totaled your favorite outfit. How can you let this pitiful display of misconduct slide?"

"Now, now, Joanne. There's no reason for you to get so hostile. It's just a little stain is all. I'll just have to order a new one."

"Thank you for understanding, sir. Is there anything I can get you? I'll pay for it with my own money to make it up to you."

"No, it's fine, it's really okay... Wait, you said anything. Um, could you please bring me one of your prized glazed donuts. I'm dying to try some of your delectable pastries."

"Christopher, don't give in to the succubus's wicked demands."

You regroup with Riju and begin to discuss your findings.

"Wow, Mr. Plum and Mrs. Plum sure are quite the pair. I know they say opposites attract, but they seem radically different from one another," Riju projects.

"I hope we're not like that in the future. Just thinking about it ruffles my feathers. That is if we stay together, knowing you and that lustful gaze you have."

Suddenly, Thomas comes strolling into the parlor. He appears bent on catching the elusive maiden in black, Alice. The two greet one another before engaging in a passionate hug.

"Oh, you look so cute in your flat cap, I'm glad to see it's the perfect size on you," Alice mentions.

"Yep, fits like a glove. Thanks for the input, I think it really compliments my outfit," Thomas returns.

The charming pair continues their quirky banter. Each conversation becomes more infested with snarky remarks and numerous teasing efforts. It was hard to ignore their display of affection, so you kept trying to focus on the platter of chocolate cake coming your way.

"Huh, is it couples time or what. This whole carriage is filled to the brim with delightfully organized pairs," Riju boasts.

Out of nowhere, the train cabin starts to rumble. The floor produces a small earthquake, enveloping the swarm of guests into a slight tizzy. The restaurant's patrons are soon left in the dark due to a sudden power outage.

"What's with all the shaking? Are we going through a tunnel or something."

"I don't know, but it better end quickly before I lose my lunch."

The train returns to its stable positioning. You can feel the wheels of the vehicle tightly clinging to the strip of track. The power comes back on, bringing together a crowd of bewildered individuals.

"What was that all about. I was told these carriers are relatively stable."

"Yeah, I want to know who's responsible for the sudden carnage."

A message on the loudspeaker attempts to quell the masses, "We are sorry for our rocky maneuvering folks, we are willing to help any passengers that have been affected by the disruption."

"That was quite odd, it's been smooth sailing since we started," Riju reasons.

She did raise a good point. Most of the journey has been relatively tranquil with blissful skies and warm weather as far as the eye could see. An upset like this almost seemed planned to some extent.

Alice returns to her waitress duties, trying to silence the hungry mob. After numerous plates find their home with respected owners, Alice comes rushing to your table with an unpleasant frown.

"I'm so sorry for the wait, but it seems I misplaced both of your chocolate entrees. I just had them a minute ago, I don't know where they could've run off. It couldn't have grown legs and walked away. Maybe I'll just have the chef make some more."

"Goodness, Maxwell, simmer down. I don't know what's gotten into him. Ever since the blackout, he's been awfully rowdy," Mr. Plum boldly states.

"Be careful, honey, don't yank on his chain too hard."

"You spoil this dog way too much. How is he ever going to learn if you keep pampering him all the time?" Mr. Plum argues.

"The reason Maxwell didn't do so well in the last dog show was that I wasn't giving him enough attention. I'm not pampering him, I'm merely upholding my position as a dog owner."

"We are far too busy to meet the needs of the old boy. I think it's time we invest in a new puppy that's a little bit more self-sufficient."

"You can't, Christopher, Maxwell is like a son to me."

"Maybe I'll forgive him if he just calmed down. Argh, Maxwell, just sit still already."

"Hey, let me help," Thomas offers, running to the couple's assistance. Thomas successfully pacifies the unruly canine, "See nothing than a good rub behind the ears can't fix."

"Hmm, interesting, even the animals seem to be stirred up. What other bizarre events await us on the trek ahead," Riju devilishly concludes.