The next day, Bigby awoke early in the morning, his anticipation of meeting Nerissa eating away at him so bad that he didn't even sleep well that night. Considering the circumstances, and the importance of this little meeting, sleep was optional, and of course, he really didn't get any. He stretched his stiff and sore muscles and bones, the stood up so he could get his bearings together for what he knew was going to be an eventful day. Once he was up and walking around his super tiny apartment, his stomach growled rather loudly, and that's when he realized that he hadn't eaten anything in a few days, and he was really hungry.

Wolf walked to his small kitchen, and opened up the fridge, only to find that it was almost completely empty. He grumbled in annoyance, and made a mental note to go to the grocery store soon. Looks like he'd be going hungry another day, but there were more important things to worry about besides food. Bigby had other things to concern himself with, so he'd get food later. Once he was done sulking about food, the wolf went to go put on some fresh clothes to get ready to go and meet Nerissa.

Once he was done getting dressed, he left his apartment and headed to his office to wait for Nerissa. It was still pretty early, so he figured he would be waiting for a while. Sitting at his shabby desk, he lit a famous huff and puff cigarette, and took a long drag on it, relaxing into another uncomfortable chair. There was no need to get all worked up about things. After all, it was just Nerissa and Snow... How bad could things turn out to be? He was getting himself all worked up for no reason at all.

Bigby just hoped that this little plan of his would actually work. What if Nerissa refused to help him? He took another drag on his cigarette; maybe he shouldn't dwell on negative things. Maybe his life would be better that way. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, pulling the Wolf out of his thoughts. He knew automatically that it was Nerissa. "Come in," He called out, and the door opened slowly. Bigby watched as Nerissa walked in carefully and shut the door behind her. She was still wearing the ribbon around her neck.

"Hello Bigby." She greeted with a small smile.

Bigby smiled slightly in return. "You can sit down." He said, gesturing to the chair across from him.

She obliged and took her seat, then sat her purse on her lap. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" Nerissa asked with a very small smile. Bigby merely extinguished his huff and puff cigarette, and tried to think of what he was going to say. He knew he had to be careful about his choice of words. Because one, he didn't want to hurt her feelings, and two, he desperately needed her help, and he didn't know who else to go for for this kind of help.

"I need a favor." He started.

"I know that." Nerissa replied.

"It's about Snow." He explained, and he could visibly see Nerissa's face fall. She must have known though, hadn't she? The chemistry between Bigby and Snow was undeniable, whether they realized it or not. "I need to kind of, well..." He trailed off, trying to think of the right words. "Make up for being an asshole." He chuckled.

"And you need me for?" Nerissa asked.

"Well, you're a girl." Bigby started.

Nerissa laughed, "Obviously."

"So, you know what girls like." Wolf pointed out. "I've just never done anything like this before, and Snow is so damn stubborn... I don't know what to do." He knew he was rambling, but it was true. He had no idea what he had gotten himself into with Snow White. She was a complicated individual, one so complex, that he should have never gotten involved with her. But what choice did he have? They were forced to work together, and now he found himself falling in love with her. And Bigby didn't even think he was capable of love, but now he knew for sure.

"Do you know what Snow likes?" Nerissa asked.

He shook his head, "Not a damn clue."

"This is going to be tough then." She answered.

Bigby smirked, "That's why I need your help."

"We could brainstorm." She suggested. "We know you want to get her gift, but you don't know what to get her."

"Exactly." Bigby said. He then lit another cigarette to calm his nerves. Snow really wasn't the romantic type, or was she? They had been working together for what seemed like eternity, and Bigby didn't even know a damn thing about her. What they hell was he going to do? "I'm really at a loss." He spoke, "I feel like I don't know anything about her."

"Just surprise her then!" Nerissa suggested. "Go pick out some candy, or flowers, or just take her somewhere special."

"You think that would work?" Wolf asked, puffing his cigarette.

"Of course." She nodded. "It will work."

"Okay." Bigby nodded. "Then I'll get her some flowers, and apologize again. Thanks for your help Nerissa, if there's anything I can do for you, just let me know." He offered to her, knowing that she was probably going through a rough time right now.

"Will do." She nodded, then stood up ready to leave. "Goodbye sheriff."

"Goodbye Nerissa." Bigby sighed, and put out yet another cigarette. Great, now he had to go pick out some damn flowers for Snow, which he had never done in his life. So he knew this was going to be just a great time. It would be worth it though, he wanted to be on good terms with Snow, so if he had to embarrass himself, then so be it.