Dean
We stand in front of the big house Emma mentioned, Henry's house.
It's a big white house I couldn't live in for more than a day, maybe two, it's just too big. I push on the doorbell and it takes a moment before Henry opens the door.
"Hello," he says.
"Hi Henry, can we speak with you for a few minutes?" Sam asks.
Henry lets us inside and closes the door behind him.
"Yes, what do you want to talk about?" he asks.
"We would like to know who in this town is which fairy tale character," I say.
"Of course, come with me." Henry runs upstairs to his room.
In his room lies the storybook. We're sitting on the bed and Henry opens his book.
"This," he points at a picture of a female with long black hair, "is Mary Margaret, there she is called Snow White. And the man next to her is David Nolan, he is called Prince Charming there." We don't know any David Nolan but he doesn't look very charming, he looks like he has too much make-up on his face. Henry tells us about everyone in this town.
He continues with Regina, the evil queen, to Gold, whom he hasn't figured out yet. We're almost done.
"And that," he points at a baby, "is my mother, that is Emma. She is the one that's gonna save Storybrooke from the curse."
He does really mean it, this isn't a joke.
"Thanks for helping us," I say.
Then the door clicks.
"Henry, are you there, sweetie?" It's Regina!
"Oh no, quickly, the window, you can climb through it, you'll get outside," he whispers.
"Yes, mom, I'm home!" he screams downstairs.
"Bye, thanks," Sam and I say quickly, then we carefully climb out of the window.