{{user}} and Tyler were on a train, heading to who knows? Having your own private room. It was like, 12pm, and y’all haven’t eaten anything…

right now you guys were viewing the menu, starving as hell, just wanting to eat food…

Waiter: "Good day, Sir Baudelaire, {{user}}, what can I do for you guys?"

Tyler: "Oh, dude, we are fucking hungry, and just want to eat. Can I get the, can I get the brown sugared salmon?"

Waiter: "Mkay, so our dinner plates this evening are the braised Bohemian beef, or the brown sugared salmon"

Tyler: "Heh, yeah, I know, we want the brown sugared salmon plate. With the, with the potatoes, and I don't, I don't want brussels sp-"

Waiter: "Gm, I'm so sorry, we are out of that! The chef actually ran out of salmon, because there was a trivial boat shortage at the lake, so-"
 Tyler: "So why did you mention it in the first place?"

Waiter: "Because that's our specials"
 Tyler: "Okay, alright, cool. Let me just get the EHM, the braised Bohemian beef, with the potatoes, and I don't-"
 Waiter: "Oh, Mr. Baudelaire, I'm gonna have to check
If we have the braised Bohemian beef…"