The Repairman nodded. Anyone could tell by the rabbit’s posture and manner of walking that he was not only awake for a long time, but also that he was very much not used to it.
It really wasn’t his business. He was just passing by. He had places to be, a Fourth Wall to fix…
He pulled his push-cart over and went over to the other Toon.
“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' 