Tonx’s slightly flopped ears perked at the sound of more people before flattening against her head and finally burying themselves into her hair at the sound of the off-key singing. Her muzzle wrinkled slightly as she also approached the bar, but got a Shirley Temple. She hadn’t drank for five years and wasn’t starting now.
Tonx: This is gonna be a long trip... she eats more Oreos as she texts Fife that the train was about to leave.
Having returned from the bar, Myung took a seat beside Min-Soo, glass of whiskey in hand.
Myung: Hey, Min-Soo, why don’t you go get yourself something to drink? I’m sure it’ll make your singing even better!
Min-Soo: Really? You think so?!
Myung: No, but it might be entertaining to watch.
Tara: * sighs sadly *
Myung: What’s wrong with you?
Tara: I just miss Sunni! It’s too bad he couldn’t make it...
Myung: He’s been gone for a whole twelve minutes, Tara. Are we really that bad of company in comparison to Mr. Workaholic? You two remind me of my parents—so uptight all the time. I bet you even have a whole itinerary for us, huh?
Tara: * glances down at the paper in her lap * ...no.
Myung: Why don’t you try making some friends? Talk to some people? Your new best friend could be at any one of these tables!
Tonx taps her finger against the table as she eats her oreos, her empty glass next to her. At the mention of singing, she shuddered a little.
Tonx: Ugh, It's like the new years party all over again...
Devin: hums as he looked over the train trip options, tilting his head I kind of want to head to the dining car to eat... I hope they have mushy food for my teeth.
Joji: Oh right... your teeth aren't the best in the moment... I'm gonna guess that your fake teeth haven't come in yet?
Devin: shakes his head Not yet... hopefully they'll be home by the time we come back.
Mikey: as he finished cramming the suitcases under his bunk, huffing While y'all will be eating, I'll hit the bar. I wanna try some drinks they have on board. We can purchase bottles of them if we like.
Tara: * crumples up her itinerary and shoves it in her purse, sighing heavily *
Min-Soo: Isn't it strange to be eating dinner at midnight? This isn't a normal thing, right?
Tara: It's different, but I kinda like it. At least we won't be starving by the time we all turn in for the night.
Myung: I feel like our manager would kill us if he found out we were breaking our diet. Good thing he's not here~! * downs the whiskey in one gulp, wrinkling his nose after *
Min-Soo: * waves across at Tonx * Hello~! * turns to Tara * Is it weird addressing strangers here?
Tara: * shrugs * Probably, but I've heard it's common in the States...at least in the south. Southern hospitality and all that jazz. Where I'm from, we keep to ourselves. I'm not sure about other countries and areas.
Carole: looks at the menu options before giving a heavy sigh Okay, Either you and I stay sober and Hide gets wasted, and it would be a boring trip for me, Or I and Hide gets wasted and you deal with everything else.
Loukas: just finished placing the luggage appropriately in their places You do know if you want to sleep this entire trip you can do that with out alcohol.
Hide: bouncing up out of nowhere holding a flask of Spice rum Not all of us are boring light weights like you my beautiful boy. Plus have you seen the guests at the bar. We got to meet with them.
Loukas: Okay, okay, Im already done packing any way. I can never hurts to socialize with some dinner.
Announcer: Attention passengers: dinner will be served shortly!
Myung: Still weird, but okay. Wait, what's on the menu again?
Tara: * checks the menu on their table * Shrimp, crab, lobster, steak, and...well, everything. Lots of soups and salads, too.
Min-Soo: Sushi?
Tara: Eh, I don't think they have--nope, never mind it's on the next page.
Tonx looks over as someone waves over at her and she tilts her head a little before just lifting a hand back to reciprocate their greeting. She opens the menu to look at the selection and snorts a little as a couple of the others seemed confused about eating at midnight.
Tonx (moving a bit closer to the others): Pfft, 'strange to be eating' I'm normally three pizzas in at this point. Eh... speaking of there doesn't seem to be any here...
Myung: No pizzas, no burgers...just this lame, fancy food! I want pepperoni pizza!
Tara: Aren't you allergic to pepperoni?
Myung: All the more reason to want it!
Tara: * rolls her eyes * You're insane. I just want this chicken fried chicken platter with gravy and a side of mashed potatoes.
Min-Soo: What other activities do you think we'll have on this trip?
Tara: I don't know, I guess we can check the schedule in the morning.
Myung: I hope they have Bingo.
Tonx: Hm. Good thing I like steak, crab, prawns, lobster... Can't say I like salad.
Her ears perk at the mention of "activities"
Tonx: Aw naw, I'm no' doin' any o'that nonsense.
Carole: Why soo much meat?...
Hide: letting out a sigh as he sips his rum So its just salads, soups and alcohol for the two of huh?
Loukas: licking his lips I'll be taking the steak, crab, lobsters and maybe slow cooked beef with a glass of milk. Oh Maybe some fish and-
Carole: So everything that we can't or wouldn't eat huh?
Tara: * grabs the wine menu, sighing again * I wish Sunni was here to split a bottle with...
Myung: What kind are you getting?
Tara: White Zinfandel, my favorite~.
Min-Soo: Don't overdo it. We don't want another incident like last time--I can only handle getting banned from one place a year!
Suddenly, waitresses and waiters adorned in black and white uniforms march in, containers piled high with food being set out at a long empty counter.
Myung: And so it begins~...
As the others talked about wine, Tonx turned her attention to the food as it came out. She still finished her oreos first. A pre-dinner snack if you will. The dog-woman looked at the food, her nose twitching a bit as she could already smell it even though she was sitting a little further away. She got up and moved closer to the buffet, though this also meant being closer to the other diners.
Tonx: Hm. Well, without Fife here I guess I can cut loose a bit.
Trenton slowly inhales, awaking as he does to the sounds of shuffling feet and clanking metal trays. He leans forward to see that the food has been set out and that he slept through the first hour or so of the trip
Trenton: Bloody hell. Why didn't anyone wake me?
He looks over to see Suri sound asleep, her grey hoodie pulled over her head and her body leaned against the wall framing the window
Trenton: Of all the times for her to be asleep. 
Carole: looking at the waiters as they brought over her fruit salad and tomato soup, served with garlic bread A fancy wine and dine by the looks of it. Hopefully when Loukas gets back here, he doesn't bitch about it
Hide: looks around at the other attendees after giving a flirtatious wink to one of the servers As I said interesting crowd. Of course some cuter than others, so about the activities-
Carole: If it involves teen party games, I'm out.
Tonx does not waste any time and quickly piles her plate before sitting back down, one ear turned towards the other attendants. She did think about sitting closer and trying to converse but the pessimistic side of her dismissed that idea, citing her lack of interesting qualities to share with them. She doubted any of them would recognize her. They did not seem the type of crowd to know boxing. Regardless, she swallowed those thoughts and sat closer. At the mention of teen games, the dog scoffed.
Tonx: If some empty bottle disctates that I gotta kiss one of ya, I’ll walk right outta the end of the caboose.”
Gathering a plateful of fried chicken and gravy, mashed potatoes on the side, Tara cheerfully returned to her seat while Myung and Min-Soo explored the variety of seafood available.
Tara: Spin the bottle? Sounds like a good way to catch a horrible disease, if you ask me.
Myung: Do you always have to crap all over everything?! Party games are amazing, you're just too boring to understand!
Min-Soo: Drinking games are better...but I never remember how they go. * casually uses a pair of tongs to get himself some sushi *
Myung: Why don't we play something more adult? Poker or--
Tara: Hey, you know I can't play stuff like that anymore!
Myung: And Den Mother Tara strikes again.
Fuchsia overhears the conversations as he leaves the annoyingly narrow bathroom
Fuchsia: What???
Trenton: Ah, perfect. While you're up could you grab something for us to eat?
Fuchsia raises a brow at the crowded buffet area and sighs Fuchsia: Sure....
Mikey: enters the dining cart, seeing the passengers starting to get their food and sit down in the seats; clears his throat softly and walks on through, pulling down the puffy sleeves of his sweater; sits up at where the bar was, looking through the menu and finally ordering a passion gin fizz
Joji: Come on, Devi. Let's go eat. takes Devin's hand, starting to guide him towards the dining car; slides open the door and sees Mikey already at the counter, frowning a little; mumbling Man... I wish there was a way to help him not to be disgusted by food... he's got a great figure already, he doesn't need to downsize himself any more.
Devin: shrugs You know him... his job is important to him. And his "hobby" requires him to be thin and fast, too.
Joji: He's already fast enough, he doesn't need to literally starve himself... even if he stops his stomach from doing so. suddenly pauses, staring at a familiar face ...no way... Myung!?
Devin: Hey, Joji, wai--! feels Joji suddenly break away, sighing dejectedly; quietly Alone again... looks around before spotting a pair of black dog ears, blinking; slowly approaches the figure, passing her by a few feet before turning around and gasping, covering his mask-clad mouth ...oh my GOSH. walks over to Tonx, suddenly very shaky and nervous E-Excuse me... aren't you... T-Tonx McGruff...? THE boxing legend...!?
Myung: * perks up * Eh? Oh, hey! Long time no see! * points a shrimp at him * What are the odds we'd wind up on the same train together?! * pauses, the shrimp drooping * You're...not gonna start singing, right? No spur-of-the-moment theatrics? I've already got Min-Soo for that nonsense.
Min-Soo: Who's your friend, Myung?
Myung: Joji, we go way back. I wouldn't be a rapper if it weren't for him--this man is a world-class performer!
Min-Soo: He doesn't look like a rapper, hyung.
Myung: That's because he's a vocalist...and a damn good figure skater.
Min-Soo: Wow, I never knew you had friends outside of the group! Or even just friends!
Myung: Ignoring that...how ya been, Joji?
