Without much of a fuss, he slinks off to the car behind yours, and you're alone again. Still got a half hour or so until you arrive, and you pass quietly in and out of napping to pass the time.
With a piercing screech, the train's breaks scrape the tracks and take the thing to a halt. With a bing for fanfare, a robot voice comes on over the speakers: "Now arriving at: Apricot Bay."
It feels like she's announcing your fate, if you're honest. All bets are off here, but you had to get out of The City sometime.