Outside Gold's shop, Butch and Ingrid waited.

"She's been in there too long. I'm going in!" Butch said.

"Patience, Mr. Gilzean!" Ingrid said. "Uh-oh, here comes the mayor! I have to hide! I'm not a coward, I just can't risk her finding me out and ruining my plans."

She got in the car as Regina came over to Butch.

"Mr. Gilzean," Regina said, "Where's your boss?"

"She went in Gold's shop and told me to wait out here," Butch said, "I don't like it. She's been in there for over fifteen minutes."

"I'll handle Gold," Regina said, "let's go in!"

Regina and Butch walk in.

"Gold? Where are you?" Regina called.

"Fish?" Butch quivered nervously, as he drew his gun, "Are you in here?"

"Gold?" Regina called out again.

No reply. Both Regina and Butch rummaged through the shop, but couldn't find anyone.

"They must be gone," Regina said, "but where would they go?"

"And who got the upper hand?" Butch asked.

"Maybe this will provide us with some answers," Regina said, as she noticed an envelope with a penguin sticker on it. She opened it and read the note aloud, "You will find Fish at the place where Fish hangs out."

"Could they mean the Rabbit Hole?" Butch asked, "She is a nightclub owner back in Gotham after all."

"No, something tells me that would be too easy," Regina said, "I'm no detective, but I think this was an attempt to make a pun on Ms. Mooney's name. Fish, as in the aquatic animal."

"She must be at the Storybrooke dockyards!" Butch said.

"Let's go!" Regina said, "Someone else may be drowning tonight instead of your boss!"

Regina got back in her Rolls Royce, and Butch got back in the car they had rented.

"Well, Ingrid, it looks like we're off to—"

He turned around to find that Ingrid had disappeared. He just shrugged and drove off.

Meanwhile, Fish Mooney came to. She found herself hanging over water.

"Glad you're awake!" Oswald said from below.

"Oswald!" Fish growled, "When I get out of this, you are gonna suffer! I'm gonna make you wish you were never born!"

"Awfully big talk from a woman who's about to be sleeping with the fishes!" Penguin said.

"And you," Fish said, directing her attention to Gold, "What's your name?"

"Mr. Gold." Gold said, matter-of-factly.

"Your first name." Fish said.

After a short pause, a devilish grin came across Gold's face.

"Rumplestiltskin." he said, "But now that you know, we're going to have to kill you!"

"We'll see about that!" Fish said.

"Yes, we shall see indeed." Regina said, getting out of her car and ready for action with Butch, who had also driven up.

"Regina!" Gold exclaimed, "What are you doing here?"

"I might ask you the same question!" Regina said.

"Merely settling business matters." Gold said.

"So it is true!" Regina said, "You're working with Penguin! Penguin knows who you are!"

"As far as Mr. Cobblepot is concerned, I'm simply a legitimate businessman, which is true. Right, Oswald?" Gold said.

"Mr. Gold is right," Oswald said, "I tend to have an…overactive imagination."

"Well, I don't have to imagine what you took from me!" Regina snapped, "Return it now!"

"Don't worry, Madame Mayor," Penguin said, "I gave the heart to a friend who returned it to your vault."

"And give me one reason why I'm supposed to believe you?" Regina asked.

"Go see your Sheriff," Oswald said, "You'll know where his heart lies."

"But are you spinning lies?" Regina asked, "I may have to take the heart of a penguin!"

"Please, Mayor Mills, I promise you, Graham's heart has been safely returned!" Penguin said. "But even if you could, you couldn't take my heart, not without magic."

"I knew it wasn't just an 'overactive imagination,'" Regina said, "Well, I can still take hearts the old-fashioned way, meaning I'll have to gut you! So that must mean Gold knows too?"

"Not necessarily," Penguin said.

"Never mind; I'll find out on my own." Regina said.

Meanwhile, Butch took Gold's cane and knocked him to the ground. He brought Fish down.

"Fish, are you alright?" Butch asked.

"I'm fine, Butch." Fish said. She turned her gaze to Gold, who was on the ground, battered and bruised, "As for him, he doesn't look so good."

She grabbed his cane and started beating him with it.

"This is what you get for torturing me!" she yelled, "I don't care how powerful you once were! You're nothing but a sniveling little coward here!"

"Any last words?" Regina asked sweetly, ready to kill Penguin.

"Please forgive me, Mayor Mills," Oswald said.

"You will address me as your majesty!" Regina said.

"Sorry, your majesty!" Penguin said.

"Regina, stop!" Fish said. "Penguin is mine! We had a deal!"

"Our deal is done, Ms. Mooney!" Regina said, "Now please take this filthy piece of trash, and get the heck out of my town!"

"Oh, don't worry, we will!" Fish said, as she turned toward Oswald, "You are in for a world of hurt! After I crack your little penguin eggs, you're going to tell me why you're working with Falcone! And then just maybe I'll let you live! But I promise however long you may live, it won't be peacefully, and it will be unbearably painful! Butch, take this punk away!"

"You got it, boss!" Butch said, as he grabbed Penguin and tied him up.

As Fish and Butch walked off with Penguin, Regina walked over to Gold and bent down to his level.

"You and I are not done," Regina said, "we've got a few business matters to discuss!"

Later on, Fish and Butch, along with the captive Penguin, stood at the town line with Ingrid.

"Well, it looks like our work here is done," Fish said, "except we still don't have anything to bring back to Falcone."

"Will this do?" Ingrid asked, handing her a vial, "I purloined it from Gold's shop while he was recuperating from the injuries you gave him."

"Thank you," Fish said, "this'll work!"

"And before you depart, I have another magical item to give you, or rather use on you," Ingrid said.

She pulled out a small purple stone.

"What are you talking about?" Fish asked, "What's that?"

"This town and all its secrets, must remain hidden." Ingrid said, as she used it to suck the memories from Fish, Butch, and Penguin. "Farewell, and have a pleasant journey! And don't worry, I'll be using these on the rest of the Storybrooke residents you came in contact with!"

She pushed them over the line. As they awoke moments later, Fish saw Penguin.

"What's Penguin doing here?" Fish asked.

"I don't know, boss," Butch said, "but what's that?"

Fish noticed the vial in her hands.

"I don't know, but whatever it is, is what Carmine wants." Fish said, "We must've went somewhere. Maybe their wine was too strong. Now how do we get home?"

"Don't we just activate these wristbands?" Butch asked.

The wristbands started to glow and a portal appeared out of thin air and they were sucked in. They soon arrived back in the warehouse.

"Well, what did you bring for me?" Falcone asked.

"First, you need to tell me why Penguin tagged along?" Fish asked.

"Simple, my dear," Falcone said, "He was just looking out for you!"

"As your spy, you mean!" Fish said.

"No, my dear," Falcone said, "I just wanted someone with you who knew you well and didn't pick sides. Cobblepot was the obvious choice."

"Didn't pick sides my butt!" Fish snapped.

"We'll discuss that later," Falcone said, "Now what did you bring me?"

"Here," she said, handing him the vial.

"What's this do?" he asked.

"The heck should I know!" Fish said. "Try it and find out!"

He dumped some on Victor's hand.

"Taste it," he commanded.

"It tastes like…melted ice cream." Zsasz said, "strawberry flavored."

"Useless!" Falcone said, smashing the vial.

"Carmine, I didn't know!" Fish said.

"No matter," Falcone said, "Guess we'll just have to take over this city the old-fashioned way.

Meanwhile, back in Storybrooke, Ingrid walked in Mr. Gold's shop, as he lie on a bed in back, recuperating from his injuries a la Fish.

"Didn't expect you back so soon, dearie." Gold said.

"I wasn't planning on it," Ingrid said, "but one thing puzzled me. How did you know about my past with Emma?"

"A little bird told me." Gold said. "You should be careful when telling your secrets to strangers, dearie."

"And after I did him a favor and returned Graham's heart! No matter," Ingrid said, "you and everyone else in this town who came in contact with those Gothamites, will forget this entire experience." She took out the stones, as the magic started to flow from them, traveling from out of Gold's shop to the rest of town.