They didn´t travel on the same wagon. It was too risky. He was on number 5, and she went to number 8. The train departed on time. She tried to read, but her mind was elsewhere. She sent him a text message and went to the restaurant wagon. She got herself a diet coke and stared out the window the landsacape running away. She heard a familiar voice.
... on the rocks please - the man said. They made eye contact, and then, he just walked away.