"Je vous remercie , monsieur," the Conductor took the tickets, marked and then returned them with a polite bow of his head, and moved on. There was a short beat of silence as she studied the second man. Something about his grooming and clothes didn't match; almost like the suit he wore was from a higher echelon of society than he.
" Thanks," she said with half a smile and half a breath then she began to walk.
"Please, your name. What is it?"
"I... I'm not really sure." She returned.
He bit his cheek, as he thought for a moment, "Funny. I was going to tell you the very same."