Well, we're back in Storybrooke. Let's see what our dear Mathew thought of the conversation. And it's Jefferson! So if you like Jefferson, here is a bit of interaction between Matt and him.

Mathew closed the door behind him slowly. He took off his jacket and carefully hung it up. "So, do you believe him?" Matt looked up at Jefferson. The owner of the large home had his head tilted to the right, and it was easy to see the scar around his neck. Mathew had always wondered where it had come from. "The boy" Jefferson said, clarifying if Matt was confused. "Do you believe him?"

Mathew sighed and walked pass Jefferson into the living room. "I told him I had to think about it." The young man laid down on the couch. "I know it sounds crazy, but some of what he said made sense"

Jefferson sat down across from his friend. "Well, you're talking to the king of crazy" Matt snorted at the nickname he had given his friend. "So speak freely"

"Jeff, I think I might believe him" Mathew was embarrassed to admit this bit. "It couldn't be real… but I feel like Henry could be right. And I don't think it's just because that would make me some great guy who would have a chance with..." Mathew trailed off. "Feel free to tell me how mental I am any time now"

Jefferson walked to the other side of the room. "Did Henry know who I was?"

"No. you're a hermit, 'member? I think Ruby's the only one who's met you, and that was just this mornin'.

Matt turned his head, seeing that Jefferson was looking over his hat collection. He waited for his friend to respond. "Mathew, Henry's right"

Matt bolted upright. "What?" He couldn't have heard that correctly. He knew that his friend was…eccentric, but this still wasn't the response he had expected.

"Henry, is right. Everything in that book is fact" Mathew opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again, before closing it once more. "I still remember, that was part of my curse" He muttered something too low for Mathew to hear. "Matt, you have to help Henry make Emma believe"

"But-what?" Matt still hadn't completely found his voice.

"Emma Swan is Snow White's daughter. She is the savior who can make everyone remember the truth and break the curse. Part of the idea was that you would remember who you were when she arrived, and clearly that hasn't happened." Jefferson was starting to pace, but Matt was still dumbfounded by what his friend was saying. "You have to assist Henry in getting Emma to believe in the curse, and then in turn help her to break it. Once that happens, you will have saved Princess Snow White, and you'll get to ride off into the sunset with whoever Ruby is"

Matt stood. "There's no way this is real."

"Weren't you just saying you were starting to believe?"

"No…yes?" Mathew was feeling really confused. He didn't like this.

"Mathew, you need to believe in this"

"So you remember, then who are you supposed to be?"

"The mad hatter." Jefferson said reluctantly.

"Like Alice in Wonderland?" Jefferson nodded. "Jeff…I don't…" Mathew rubbed the back of his neck and walked across the room. He looked at one of the hats on the wall. It was like all the rest, black top hat with a playing card sticking out on one of the sides. Mathew slowly reached out and picked it up from the shelf. Matt turned it over in his hand, thinking over what he was being told. "Jeff…If I really am, Sir Jacques, then how can I even make Emma believe?"

"You aren't a child, and you seem more sane that me. It shouldn't be that difficult"

"Sometimes, you are insane."

"I prefer mad, Sir Jacques."

Matt shook his head. "No, don't call me that. I might have been a knight once, but I'm not now. Not until I remember" He set down the hat, then turned to his friend. "Now, where do we start?

So, he's accepted that it's true, but doesn't have his memories back. What are you thinking?

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