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"Yes mom, I'm getting off the train right now. I told you I'd call you when I got to the rental place." You put your phone between your cheek and shoulder, trying to manage carrying your luggage and holding your dog's leash, "Mom it's only for two weeks, I'm sure you and dad will be fine. Yes, I know it's our busy season, but you're also the one who told me I needed a vacation, so here I am. Yeah, I'll keep my receipts, don't worry. I love you too... Frank, Frank!" You shout when your dog escapes you as you end up the call, "Shoot. Frank!" You call as you run after the animal, unsuccessfully trying for him to stop, but he ignores you, ending up in front of a cat's cage.

"Wow!" The man next to it crouches down to take his pet away.

"He ran away from me, sorry." You apologize, grabbing Frank's leash again.

"It's okay." He looks up at you, making eye contact, and smiles, looking down again, "You alright, Mozart?"

"Mozart?" You question.

"Yeah, after the composer... Is this mean dog scaring you?"

"Frank's not really mean."

"Frank?"

"Yeah, after the singer." You smile.

He nods, raising an eyebrow, "Well anyway, if you excuse me..." He steps back, turning to his own luggage, "Hope you have a nice day."

"You too."

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