I'm going to a conference with a coworker of mine. Not just any coworker, but the cute one I've had a crush on for ages. But it seems like we're both bound to be stuck together in mutual friend zones, never getting the chance to try for more. But, just as things look destined to never change, our train ride to our hotel suddenly gets very, very complicated. Being pushed together by the crowd leads to a drastic wardrobe malfunction right there, and I could swear ... it's almost like this train has its own naughty plan in mind to force us to make the decision: do we stay friends, or become lovers?