Side-effects? What side-effects?

"You drank from that flask after I had specifically forbidden you to do so?" asked Dr. Henry Jekyll as he stared at Lucy Westenra with a look of disbelief.

"Is that what you were trying to do?" asked Lucy. "I guess I must have missed that part. As far as I can recollect, you were just trying to discourage me."

"Of course, I was trying to discourage you," said Dr. Jekyll. "That particular potion has rarely been tested on humans. And it's rumored to have awful side-effects."

"Name me a beverage worth drinking that doesn't have awful side-effects," said Lucy. "We can't always drink tea, you know? And even that makes me go to the -- ahem -- water closet a bit more than I would prefer."

"Oh, good heavens," said Dr. Jekyll. "We need to go find a doctor and get your stomach pumped."

"Aren't you a doctor?" asked Mina.

"Why, yes," said Dr. Henry Jekyll. "But I don't have any of the right equipment to perform a stomach pump with me."

"Good," said Lucy. "Because it will be a bloody cold day in July before I give you the chance to do anything like that on me, Dr. Jekyll. Come along, Mina. It's time we went to bed."

"I'm guessing you mean 'to sleep', right?" said Mina. "Because I wouldn't want these fine gentlemen thinking that we --"

"Oh, who cares what they think?" asked Lucy.

Then she turned to Dorian and said, "Sorry, Dorian. Perhaps another time."

"Of course," said Dorian. "But before you leave, when you say 'went to bed,' did you mean --"

"Oh, come along, Mina," said Lucy. "I'm starting to get a bit of a headache and I prefer to get horizontal as quickly as possible."

Mina winced and said, "Surely you mean --"

"And I really need you to take my clothes off when we get to our sleeping compartment," said Lucy. "Normally, I'd have one of the maids do it but they're probably all asleep already. And besides, you've seen me undressed before."

Mina blushed and grabbing Lucy's arm, hastily escorted her out of the dining car. She ran so fast that when she got to the car that held the sleeping compartments, she and Lucy nearly ran into a young Chinese woman in Western-style underwear who was running down the corridor in the company of a middle-aged Englishman. The man in question wore a deerstalker cap on the top of his head but apart from that, the only really noticeable thing about him and his companion is that they were both being pursued by an enormous wolf-like hound.

"Well, you certainly don't see that every day," said Mina.

"You sure don't," said Lucy. "I didn't even know they had Chinese people on this train."