Early in the evening, just past the supper hour, the Flying Pussyfoot chugged into the station in Salt Lake City, hissing steam. The first class cars at the front of the train were almost ridiculously ornate, gilded in gold over glossy black paint, the odd name of the train embossed on the side in gold lettering
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"This is definitely the place, so Claire should be... right over there!" After spotting Claire, she waved at the conductor before making a beeline in that direction. Naoto could catch up.
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"H-Hey! Wait just a moment--!" Naoto snatched the ticket from the vendor's hand and ran after the little girl. It wouldn't do for Birkin's daughter to get lost in the crowd before they'd even made it on board.
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"Hi Sherry," he said cheerfully, dodging a family lugging their bags towards the train and skidding to a stop next to her. "I'm glad you came! Oh, and there's your friend, too." He waved to Naoto as well, offering her a smile that was only slightly less incandescent.
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"Naoto and I don't know each other very well," she admitted. "I'm not sure why she wanted to stay."
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She cast her gaze toward the young conductor, taking in even the slightest detail and filing it away for later examination. He was young. Very young. Probably no older than twenty, give or take a year. Meticulously well-groomed. Good posture. He took his job as a conductor very seriously, it seemed. If Clarie hadn't made that startling announcement as to his other profession, Naoto would never have suspected him of being a cold-blooded killer.
Just like Adachi...
The petite detective spared a polite smile to the young conductor and inclined her head in a slight bow. She offered the ticket to him with one hand.
"Here is my ticket, as you requested. I trust we shall be departing shortly, yes?"
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"Um, I don't need to stay long. I don't want to be bothersome, I'm sure you have plenty of work to do on the trip," she added as she followed him.
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She turned toward Sherry and offered her a warm smile. "You don't have to worry about keeping me," she said. "I don't have any pressing engagements, so feel free to stay for as long as you like."
The petite detective followed Sherry on board, staying close to her. "Besides, this is my first time riding a steam engine, and it appears to be rather luxurious..."
Naoto looked about the cabin, taking in the decor, and indeed, it appeared to be a luxury liner. Given the way Claire talking about the Flying Pussyfoot, she expected nothing less.
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She'd definitely never been on any train as nice as this, and wouldn't have been staying first-class anyway.
((Oh ho ho~ I don't know how long they'll be staying myself, but that would prove to be interesting, wouldn't it?))
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"I suppose you could say I'm something of a prodigy..." she said with only the barest hint of amusement. There was something endearing about the way Claire so easily praised her abilities in an almost childlike manner.
As Naoto stepped into the cabin along with Sherry, it was difficult to hide her look of amazement. She made a soft sound of wonder and settled herself on the sofa next to Sherry. Her hand stroked the plush upholstery and she smiled. How could anyone not want to cut loose and relax in such an exquisite cabin?
"I have to admit, I am rather impressed with our accommodations. The ticket was well worth the price I paid." She looked toward Sherry once more. "Do you want anything to eat or drink? I have plenty of pocket change to spare."
((I don't think Naoto, in good conscience, could walk away from ( ... )
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"You're welcome," he said to both of them, beaming. He was proud of his train, and that was obvious. "There's great food in the dining car once we're under way. I can have something brought to you, too. Since you're in first class, there is room service. And of course it won't cost you anything, since you're my guests."
((OOC: It would be terribly interesting getting them mixed up in all that chaos, IMO))
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Free room service in a swank compartment? Amazing~
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Sherry sounded a bit disappointed in not being able to return the favor. Naoto would have been, too, if she'd been in the girl's shoes. She pressed a curled finger to her chin in thought.
"Why not invite Mr. Stanfield over to the Shirogane estate, instead?" Naoto said softly. "The staff are always willing to accommodate guests."
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He blinked and perked up at this - if possible. "Shirogane Estate? That sounds exciting. Are you smart and rich?"
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She turned her head to Naoto. "But I can't invite him over to someone else's place, that's not polite."
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