Tanya scrambled off of M23 as the pair approached the station, jumping up and down in excitement as they approached the ticket booth.
"We're going to ride a train! A real train!"
The clerk looked down at Tanya, "Aren't you a little young to be by yourself, miss? I can't exactly let you on the train on your own, you know."
"Oh, well, uh, my dad is right here!"
With that, M-23 stepped into view, clad in a tiny hat, fake beard, and coat draped messily over its massive metallic shoulders. To say the disguise was poor was a gross understatement.
"M23 IS THE GIRL'S PARENT AND/OR LEGAL GUARDIAN."
There was a long, awkward pause.
"IT IS A SKIN CONDITION."
Another pause.
"M23 WOULD LIKE TO PURCHASE TICKETS"
"Thank god- Er, certainly. Between you and the little lady that comes to fifty Spon."
M-23's head swiveled to face Tanya.
"M23 LACKS SUFFICIENT FUNDS."
"Let's go ask someone for money, like that guy! That guy looks like he might have money!"
"UNDERSTOOD."
With that, the pair approached the nearest person who looked like they had Sponduli to spare.
"GIVE US MONEY."
"Please."
"PLEASE."