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Luigi joins Howard.
-How are you my friend? I had to convince the caretaker to drank and I pay him a bottle of wine.

Felicity gasps when she sees the state the injured man is in. "Yes, he certainly does look like he needs it," she says. She strides over to him and speaks in English, as she can hear him speaking the same language. "Pardon me, sir. Is there anything I can do to help you? You appear to be badly injured. Have you seen a doctor?"

Howard becomes visibly shaken at being noticed and called out publicly, his state of mind mirroring his body. He feels comfort in his pistol at ready access in his pocket. He settles down after looking at the woman, her appearance and English accent in this setting seems appropriate. With considerable effort, he manages to avoid glancing at the leg and other statue components they are lugging around.

"Yes..I..uh..well, I am a doctor. I have fallen down some stairs on my rush to the train station so have not been able to attend to my injuries. A cognac and some time alone is all I need. Luigi, shall we buy our tickets?"

Luigi rushes to buy the tickets. And ask a cognac.

"You really shouldn't have rushed," says Felicity. "The train isn't even coming in for another couple of hours. There's plenty of time now to treat yourself. I can assist you if you need help. I'm not a nurse, but I do know somewhat about patching people up. Did a bit of volunteering in a hospital in France during the war."

"Felicity Hayward," says Felicity, extending her hand. "A pleasure to meet you, Dr. Phillips."

John stepped behind Felicity and nodded to the doctor, "Name's John Terrence. Look doc... if you're all banged up, maybe I should take your bags for you?"

Howard slips into a sense of paranoia, hearing someone interested in his luggage. He moves closer to his bags. "No. That won't be necessary," he says, a little sternly.

As soon as Luigi has the tickets and cognac he will return to Howard.

Felicity watches the strangers curiously. What an odd fellow! she thinks. His behaviour is quite extraordinary. I wonder how he really got injured?

Howard takes the cognac from Luigi and sips it, warming him and calming his slightly shaky hands at the same time. "Thank you, Luigi." He introduces his friend to Felicity and John, asking, "Are you also debarking soon?" He forgets their next destination, secretly only desiring to be on the train and away from Venice.

When Howard was sternly objecting to John's help, he responded, "All right... all right... don't get all uptight, doc. We're all taking the same train here."

After being introduced to Luigi, John says, "How do you do?"

"Charmed," says Felicity to Luigi with a smile, offering him her hand.

Eventually, the Orient Express arrives on time in a great display of smoke.



It will not depart for another hour, but you are encouraged by the staff to start booking your luggage now as it is a very slow process. You see an elderly gentleman in a wheelchair, heavily muffled against the inclement weather, being wheeled aboard the train. You also spot Ronald eyeing your group from time to time, Felicity in particular.

"Good evening gentlemen, can I take your luggage?" a staff member asks with a slight French accent.

You know Trieste is not too far away and the journey should only last a few hours - you ought to be sleeping in a hotel in Trieste tonight.

Luigi kisses Felicity hand.
-My name is Luigi di Lecce. I am italian but I have been living in England for last years. I am traveling with my friend Howard, we are doing a tour in Europe.

"So am I," says Felicity. "I"m Felicity Hayward, from London. If you've been living in England for any length of time, you may have heard of me already. Shall we go check our luggage aboard?"

Howard appears nervous at releasing his bags to the porter, looking at Luigi for encouragement. He keeps his doctor bag and small bag of personal effects (including his pistol).

Luigi looks at the porter and understand Howard problem and says in a gentle way:
-Let the men take your things. This is safe place, not one where things are stolen.

OOC: How can I know if Luigi has ever heard of Felicity?

-Of course, it would be a pleasure!