Dod just smiled and began to walk, her's and Lottie's linked arms helping tow the woman along. "Even if you were a psychopath doll, I have a feeling you wouldn't hurt me and we're going to the Presidential cabin now that we have someone on the inside who seems to be sweet on us. Might be a nice place to have an uninterrupted conversation, don't you think?"
When they walked up there was an attendant outside, Dod gave Lottie a face that seemed to say 'Well, well, well, isn't someone posh?' before facing the attendant.
"We were invited to join Theo, or you might know him as Theolonius Alain Monke," Dod said, she knew it was always good to prove that you knew important people on more familiar terms, it showed you were of 'higher ranking' than what you might actually be. "Our names are Dod Freeman and Charlotte Andrew."
The kid walked inside, closing the door behind him.
"I'm thinking when the fish gets back, we should beat his gums and see if we can give him the heebie-jeebies," Dod said, biting her lip staring at the door. Her left hand was getting colder the longer she held the wrapped ice and her cheek was still numb from the cold and still bright as a cherry.
The boy came back out of the cabin, "Ladies," he said stepping to the side. Dod let go of Lottie's arm and let the woman go in first while she stayed out. She walked slowly till she was standing next to the poor kid.
"So talk, any news of a bump off in London?" Dod asked.
"Excuse me?"
"Come on you seem like a well-informed fish, what's the news, any zozzled fights?"
"Well I think there was one that just happened in the bar car," he answered politely.
Dod frowned.
"Do you want some ice for you cheek? It's looking a bit sore Miss."
Dod gave an exasperated sigh and shook her head entering the car. "My evil plan didn't work," she whispered to Lottie, then turning to Theo who was lounging, "Nice place you have here Sheik. Love the music, Furry Lewis right?" Dod conversed as she sat down in a rather lounging manner herself.