Saten Twist was called into his manager's office, just outside of Los Angeles Union Passenger Terminal. He was sitting in the hallway, waiting to go inside.

Greg: *Arrives with Jake*
Saten: You got called here too, huh?
Greg: Now I know what this is about.
Jake: It's because we got in a fight at the bar yesterday. I technically shouldn't be here since I did not engage in any hostile activity.
Saten: You still started the fight.
Manager: *Opens the door* Come in gentlemen.

The four stallions continued the conversation in the office.

Manager: Fighting another pónei, pônei in a bar. Really?
Jake: Technically I didn't take part in the fight, so I shouldn't be here.
Saten: Shut up. If you just ignored Hayden, this wouldn't have happened.
Manager: And if you two didn't soco Hayden, I wouldn't be talking to you in this very building. I am disappointed with all three of you. If this happens again, you'll be suspended without pay for a whole month.
Jake: We're not getting punished. Thank you.
Manager: Saten Twist, and Greg are not getting punished. I don't like you Jake. You're too much of a know it all. If you weren't so good at your job, I would have you fired. seguinte time you do something wrong, you'll be looking for another job. You stay, while Saten & Greg get to work.
Saten: *Leaves with Greg*
Jake: What am I getting punished with?

On the station platform, Saten Twist and Greg were walking towards The Super Chief.

Greg: When I get back from El Paso, I'll buy the drinks.
Saten: See you then.
Greg: *Walks away*
Jake: *Arrives, looking very angry*
Saten: What's wrong with you?
Jake: I've been demoted.
Saten: To what?
Jake: A porter. I gotta check the luggage at this station for two weeks.
Saten: If you were normal like the rest of us, you could still be an engineer.
Jake: I am normal. I just happen to have mais intelligence.
Saten: That's my point. Your intelligence is annoying everypony. Nobody cares about everything you know. They're just trying to have fun, and enjoy their day. Last thing they need is a weirdo with glasses trying to cram aleatório facts down their throats.
Jake: Is that really what you think about me?
Saten: For the time being. When I come back from New Mexicolt, I hope you'll tone down your brain power. *Walks towards the diesels on the front of the train*
Jake: *Watching Saten Twist walk away. Feeling very sad, he decides to leave the station*

2 B Continued