Date: August 27, 1958
Location: Cheyenne, Wyoming
Time: 8:41 AM
Railroad: Union Pacific

Gordon returned to Chicagoat. He was glad to be back, but still missed Coffee Creme.

Gordon: *Waits for his train to stop, then gets out on the platform*
Pete: *Walks out of station* Welcome back Gordon.
Gordon: Thank you sir. It's great to be back. Can I talk to you in my office?
Pete: You mean my office.
Gordon: That's what I said.
Pete: Uh, alright.

They walked into Pete's office.

Pete: What's going on?
Gordon: Remember when I called you yesterday?
Pete: Yeah. What about it?
Gordon: Right after I hung up, I shouted Coffee Creme's name outloud.
Pete: Oh Gordon. You gotta forget about her. Alright? She's gone. The FBI arrested her.
Gordon: She didn't do anything wrong.
Pete: They thought she was a communist. Now, I know that things have been going rough for you, with Coffee Creme's absence.
Gordon: You can say that again.
Pete: So whenever things get too rough for you, just tell me, and you can have a week off from work.
Gordon: That's very generous of you sir, but I don't think it's necessary.
Pete: Alright, but if you ever change your mind, let me know.

After the conversation ended, Gordon was assigned to drive a westbound freight train to Las Pegasus.

Hawkeye: *Stops freight train in the yard*
Stylo: Another day, another dollar.
Hawkeye: But with our job, it should be another day, another grand. One thousand dollars a day.
Stylo: There's Gordon.
Hawkeye: Wanna talk to him?
Stylo: Sure. Our next train won't be ready within another hour, so why not? *Gets out of train*
Hawkeye: *Gets out of train* Hello Gordon.
Gordon: Buzz off.
Hawkeye: Whoa, I was just saying hello. I wasn't trying to insult you or anything.
Gordon: Yeah well that's what you always do. You insult me until I get pissed off, and break something. Preferably your necks.
Stylo: We just wanted to ask you a question.
Gordon: What?
Hawkeye: Are you feeling okay?
Gordon: *Stunned* that's the first time you ever asked me that question. *Hugs Hawkeye* You actually care for me!
Hawkeye: Geez, take it easy. *Pries Gordon off of him* I just asked you a question.
Stylo: We've noticed something. Everytime you see a beautiful mare you always shout out Coffee Creme.
Hawkeye: You maybe starting a sequel for A Streetcar Named Desire.
Gordon: I'm sorry, I can't help it.
Stylo: You know what I would do?
Gordon: What's that?
Hawkeye: Try to forget everything about Coffee Creme. Start with personal belongings. Anything you have that reminds you of Frenchy, sell it. Then move onto the memories. Try to forget as many of them as you can.
Gordon: I'll try, but first I need to drive a train to Las Pegasus.
Hawkeye: Alright, you do that. We'll see you later when you return.
Gordon: Got it. And guys? Thanks again. *Kisses Hawkeye* You're wonderful.
Hawkeye: No problem, just please don't do that ever again.
Gordon: Oh Stylo, I forgot to kiss you-
Stylo: Naw, naw, I'm good.
Gordon: Okay. *Walks away*
Hawkeye: Alright let's get our engines uncoupled from this train, and get them into the servicing facility.
Stylo: You drive, I uncouple.

Speaking of the servicing facility, that's where Gordon was now.

Gordon: *Looking at engines, but realizes something* Hawkeye's advice was nice, but... I think it's wrong. I can't forget about Coffee Creme. I need to save her.
Percy: Gordon? I couldn't help, but overhear your conversation with yourself.
Gordon: Don't eavesdrop on me!
Percy: Well, it's hard to do that when you talk very loud.
Gordon: Do I really talk loud?
Percy: Louder then King Kong.
Gordon: Hmmm. I gotta keep that in mind. Sorry Percy, but I gotta be somewhere. *Runs away*

2 B Continued