*The group arrive in Industria to see the outskirts in severe disrepair, but the train station in working quality. Few people were present, with the group being the only visitors. An old man wearing a somewhat torn uniform was in the purchase office, somewhat bored with the lack of activity. When he notices the group's arrival, however, he stands up and looks at Boris.*
Old man: "Welcome! Where are you going? And how good is your insurance?"
Boris: "Insurance? What in the blazes..."; Father *interrupting Boris* : "To Neo York City please."
Old man: "Ah, excellent choice, it'll be $300 total please."
Timonsch: "$300! That's ridi..." ; Father *giving the old man $300 while interrupting Timonsch* "Here you go."
Old man: "Thank you, have a nice day!" *Old man sits down and sighs*
Timonsch: "This is hogwash, for $300, we could have brought basic tickets to a Gumboiz limousine in Clariux city and..."
Boris: "The assignment matters more than the pleasure of the travel."
Timonsch: "I know..." ; Father *interrupting Timonsch, to his family* "You all ready?"
*The caravan's father's family nods as the group goes aboard the train*
