"Hell, if you want fresh ayah, just open a window. In fact..." Dan turned to open the window, not realizing the speed at which the train was now travelling. Immediately, a blast of air hit Dan straight in the face, knocking him backwards a bit. "Holy SHIT!" the window was closed nearly as fast as it had been open. "So... Othah than Jojo's aunt Maria, who else we got as fah as 'contacts'? Any a' yous got, I dunno, connections in high places oah somethin'? Closest I got is my fostah uncle Jack. Runs a hotdog caht across from the White House."