“Well, it is taken, but I don’t think he’ll come anytime soon”
The train station was always crowded, which was unsurprising as it was somewhere in Toon Town (an empty lobby is seldom funny). The station housed all sorts; a man with a teacup for a noggin was likely the least surprising thing the Repairman had seen that day.
At any rate, he was happy to find a seat that was still open (for the moment, at least).
Sitting down, he looked at the clock. He still had time. Might as well make conversation.
Siblings-a-Fixin' 