Kyl drew back, laughing. Mr. Gold was laughing, as well.
"Is that who Henry thinks I am?" he asked.
"Yes," Kyl said. "And he thinks I'm The Rake."
"That's…okay then…" Mr. Gold mumbled.
A young man was looking into the window. He had just arrived to Storybrooke to meet up with some old friends. His hair was completely white. He wore brown pants and a blue hoodie.
He was lost, so the first person he saw he went to. The man had black hair, and stubble that, at the chin and under his nose, was more full. His hair was black. As for his attire, he wore a black leather jacket. He was missing his left hand.
"Um, excuse me, sir?" Jack asked as he approached him, "Do you know where Granny's is?"
The man smiled. "New in town, huh?" he said. "I'm surprised you haven't found Granny's yet." He pointed his right index finger. "It's right there, mate. You just have to walk across the street."
Jack facepalmed. "Right!" God, I'm an idiot…" he mumbled. Then he said, "Thank you. What's your name?"
"Killian, lad. Killian Jones."
The door to Granny's Diner swung open, and Jack entered. At a round table, there were four people sitting down, one empty seat as well. There was a big Russian man with a huge white beard, an Australian fellow, a tan mute man, and a lady with the whitest teeth and wearing the brightest dress you've ever seen.
"Hey hey, ho ho!" The Russian man exclaimed, "Look who it is!"
Jack walked to the table and sat in the empty chair. "What's up, guys?" he asked.
The Australian man shrugged. "Eh. Not a whole lot, mate. I have to say I was enjoying it better without you.
The woman gasped angrily. "Mund!"
"Woah, there, Tooth," he said defensively, "I'm just being honest here!" Mund directed his attention at the tan man. "Oh, come on Sandy! Don't give me that look! Ugh, sorry, okay?" He finally apologized to Jack.
"So North," Jack finally said, "This place is…kinda weird."
North cocked up an eyebrow. "How so?"
Jack leaned in. "All the people I've met are super weird!" he whispered. "I saw a kid babbling about magic, a guy who I overheard saying something about living in the woods, a girl with only one arm, and a guy who talks like a pirate!"
Mund scoffed. "Anna?"
"No, Killian."
Mund pounded the table. "I wasn't talking about him! I was talking about—" he lowered his voice to a whisper when he noticed everyone was looking at him, "—the girl you mentioned. Her name is Anna."
"You know her?" Jack asked.
"It's a small town, honey, everyone knows everyone," Tooth said.
"Да," North commented, "she actually Elsa's wife…remember her?"
Jack was very surprised. "Wait, what?" he asked. "Wife? But…I thought Elsa was straight!"
"Guess you thought wrong, Jack," Tooth said. "Ah, but don't worry about it. It's not a big deal."
"Oh, please, it was a huge deal about a year and a half ago," Mund scoffed.
"What?" Jack asked.
Mund sighed. "Oh, nothing," he said, "The details aren't important."
