Ruby
I walk up to the two strangers in the booth with a tray in my hands.
"Hi, guys," I greet them with a huge smile on my face – Granny says that I should be friendlier to customers. "Eh, one strawberry sorbet?"
"For me." The taller one smiles.
I put the bowl down in front of him. "And… the extra large ice cream with whipped cream, chocolate sauce and sprinkles?"
The other one grins proudly. "That's mine."
"All right." I set the huge bowl down and stifle a grin. "Enjoy."
I then walk away, hiding how worried I actually am. What are these people doing in Storybrooke? I certainly don't know them, and I know pretty much everyone here, some a little more than others.
As if she's read my mind, the sheriff, who's sitting at the bar, stops me. "Do you know who those guys are?" She sounds worried, too.
I shrug, careful not to drop the tray. "I don't know. They seem harmless."
"Everyone seems harmless if they're attractive." She sighs. "Mind if I ask them a couple of questions? I'll take them outside if it gets messy."
"Yeah, sure. Do your thing."
"Thanks." As she gets up and takes her drink with her to sit at the table next to the guys, I walk back into the kitchen to get the next order.