Their tempers always flared hot.

This time, Henry and Charles have gone too far, and the challenge of a duel has been accepted. But once the alcohol has worn off and cooler heads have prevailed, both men regret their hasty words. But to recant on the duel may label either man a coward, and neither's pride would allow such a thing. Both men fabricate out-of-town emergencies to save face and jump on the early morning train. The same train.

These sometime friends, sometimes foes have a lot of exploration ahead of them. What is this tension between them? And why the attraction? And why not explore both — right in the sleeping car of the early morning train out of town?