O'Malley isn't the only one who's been overly nice. If only she were so earnest about finding new homes for poor people displaced by all the public-housing demolition. But Dixon had to go and be nice and help her political pal. Stop all this nice, you're killing me. This gets the attention of a middle-aged man sitting on a bench facing the aisle.
Passengers look up from their papers and books.
The falsely accused fellow opens his morning paper and resumes reading. The guy taking up three seats continues his slumber. The woman, chastened and silent for the rest of her trip, exits the train at Cultural Center. He's still getting used to small-town life. It's a gratifying job that has certain rewards.