At last, Thomas finally pulled into Knapford, a busy interchange station with 6 platforms and 4 arched, glass canopies spanning the length of the station; it is served by trains from nearly all over the island and in some cases, the mainland of britain. It is also the head office of The Fat Controller, the man in charge of the island's Railway. The Fat Controller: (Cross) Thomas! Look at the time! Why are you so late? We need everyone on time, it’s good practice ahead of the Tennis Tournament!
Thomas: (Sadly) I'm sorry sir, I was held up at Hackenback. There was someone on the line…
Emma moves to The Fat Controller and apologizes.
Emma: I’m sorry Sir, it was my fault. I sort of… Just appeared on the track in front of Thomas. That’s not a fairytale, it’s genuinely what happened.
The Fat Controller: (Quizzically) It does sound a bit faux pas if you ask me, but I’ll take your word for it. I’ve seen many things that seem like total baloney to the naked eye come true over the years! I’ve been told you come from ‘Heartlake City’, which nobody seems to recognise, nor do I. You don’t have any family here do you?
Emma: They’re all back in Heartlake. I don’t know how I’d get to them though.
The Fat Controller: I see.
Pip and Emma the HST set then arrive with the InterCity service from the mainland.
Pip: KNAPFORD!
Emma The HST: ALL CHANGE PLEASE!
The Fat Controller notices Pip and Emma and immediately points out that there are now 2 Emma’s.
The Fat Controller: My eyes deceive me, I’m seeing double! Someone call the physio!..... Hahahaha only joking, this is our HST set, meet Pip and Emma! And Pip and Emma this is ummmmm…. Human Emma!
Emma The HST/Emma: Nice to meet you Emma!
The Fat Controller: Such a timeless meeting!
Pip’s Driver: Come on ladies, we need to get to the siding and get the coaches cleaned out!
Pip: Right away then.
Pip and Emma then depart Knapford, honking their horns and clagging away leaving a trail of black smoke from their Paxman Valenta diesel engines. The Fat Controller then tries to get back to what he was saying before the intrusion.
The Fat Controller: I think they were trying a little too hard… (Shakes his head.) So… Erm… Where were we? Oh yes, that your family are still in Heartlake.
Emma: ...Which kinda means I’m stuck here for the time being. Are there any hotels around here you know of?
The Fat Controller: I’m afraid from what I’ve heard that all of them are booked up because of the Tennis Tournament in a few weeks. People are coming from all over to watch and take part!
Emma: So… I don’t have anywhere to go?...
The Fat Controller: (Smiles) No, love, you’re quite lucky that I have a spare shed here in Knapford that has a bed in it, you can stay there if you want for free of charge!
Emma: Thank you sir!
Emma is shown to the shed and makes herself at home.
The Fat Controller: You’ll need to find a way of earning a living whilst here. I’ll be back tomorrow with some job offers.
Emma: Job offers? What kind of job offers?
The Fat Controller: Oh you’ll have to wait and see… I promise it’ll be a respectable post!
Emma: Well, erm, thanks!
The Fat Controller smiles warmly and leaves.
Emma: Now where is my Cheese sandwich? (Rummages around her pockets and finds it wrapped up.) Oooh, nice to see something came with me!