Mala: Excuse me, ma'am?

Miss Luna: Yes, dear?

Mala: The station master said I could get a job here?

Miss Luna: He what?

Mala: Because I'm too small to work at the train station, and Jack needs to buy fertilizer for his shells.

Jack: I did not put her up to this, I swear. She really wants to help.

Miss Luna: Well, I think we can find something for you to do. Come see me after you're settled, and we'll talk about it.

Mala: Thank you!