"Did you do it?"

"Of course I did." From beneath her coat, Ursula produced a small, now empty vial and showed it to Cruella. "How long will it last?"

Cruella shrugged. "I never dealt in potions much, but Mal said about a week."

"Hope it works. What did she call it again? A 'stupid potion'?"

The women chuckled. "Mrs. Gold will think she's in love with the first single man she sees."

"That should keep her out of our hair for a while."

"And Mr. Gold will see her panting after some other man, he'll throw his hissy fit, and then he'll settle down to concentrate on his revenge: destroying the so-called heroes' happy endings while securing ours."

"And then he'll be ours, all ours."