"Salami. You want half?" Emma asked tauntingly. Mr. Gold just looked at her. She took a bite of the sandwich.
"You know I still owe you that favor," she said with her mouth full. "Nice juicy salami. Delicious."
"Well I don't need a reminder that you owe me a favor," Mr. Gold said. "And when the day comes that I make my request, it'll be for more than half a sandwich."
Emma looked up as she heard the door opening. Regina and Henry walked in.
"Sheriff Swan," she called. "I'm letting you have thirty minutes with Henry," she said. Emma got up and walked over. "Take him out, buy him ice cream," Regina said, turning away.
"You want me to leave you alone with a prisoner?" Emma asked as Regina walked towards the cell that held Mr. Gold.
"Twenty-nine and a half minutes," Regina said. Emma bit her lip. Henry smiled up at her.
"Hi Emma," he said.
"Hey," she said. She looked over at Mr. Gold.
"Bring me back a cone," he said.
Emma hesitated, and then went to get her jacket. "Just this once," she said.
Her and Henry left.
"Well. You really wanted that little chat, didn't you?" Gold asked once they were gone.
"Apparently, this is the only way I can get it," Regina said, walking forward.
"Please, sit," Gold said.
Regina walked over and sat on the arm of a blue couch close to the bars.
"Now when two people both want something that the other has, a deal can always be struck," Gold said. "Do you have what I want?" he asked.
She smiled. "Yes," she said.
"So, you did put him up to it then?" Gold asked.
"I merely suggested that strong men take what they need," Regina said.
"Oh yeah, and you told him exactly what to take, didn't you?" Gold asked.
"We used to know each other so well Mr. Gold," Regina said. "Has it really come down to this?"
"It seems it has, yeah" Gold said. "But it seems you know what I want. What is it you want?" he asked.
"I want you to answer one question," Regina said. "And answer it simply."
Gold looked at her expectantly.
"What's your name?" she asked.
He smiled. "It's Mr. Gold," he said.
Regina looked at him. "Your real name," she asked.
"Every moment I've spent on this earth that's been my name," he said.
She leaned forward. "But what about moments spent elsewhere?" she asked.
"What are you asking me?' he asked.
"I think you know. If you want me to return what's yours, tell me your name," she said.
He said nothing for a second, and then smiled. "Rumpelstiltskin," he said. He got up and gripped the bars. "Now give me what I want," he growled.
"Such hostility," Regina said.
"Oh yeah," he said.
She reached into her bag, and pulled out a little black box. She opened it, revealing a silver ring.
"Over this?" she asked. She held it out, but drew it back when he reached for it. "I doubt this is even real silver," she said.
He reached out and snatched the box. "Thank you... your majesty," he said. He sat back down on the bed, and took the ring out, turning it over. He sighed in relief, and put it back in the box, snapping it shut.
He turned to Regina. "So, now that we're being honest with each other. Let's remember how things used to be, shall we? And don't let these bars fool you dear. I'm the one with the power around here. I'm going to be out of here in no time. And nothing between us will change," he said.
Regina leaned in close to the bars. "We shall see," she said. She turned and walked out the door, leaving Gold gazing after her.
Regina put the code into the door to the lower levels, and walked in, down a flight of stairs, and into a reception area. The woman at the desk stood. Regina handed her a rose.
"Pretty," the woman said.
"I know how hard you work," Regina said. "Has anyone been to see her?" Regina asked.
"Not today, not ever," the woman said.
Regina turned, walking down the halls past a janitor. She stopped at one of the cells, and opened the slot to peek inside. The woman inside turned to look at the door when she heard the slot opening. She saw Regina smirking, and then just the dark as the slot closed.