Chapter THIRTY: The Boat

At the Miner Festivities Day, Leroy was trying to sell all his candles to raise money for the Storybrooke nuns, so he called Mr Gold and Professor Smith to the docks, so he can sell his boat. When they arrived, Leroy said, "Now, I know it's a bit of a fixer-upper, could probably use a new coat of paint, a few spritzes of Febreze here and there, but you can't tell me that five thousand's not a reasonable price for this beauty."

Mr. Gold took a look at it. "Three thousand, I think."

"I need five"

"You need five? To what do we owe the specificity?"

"Trying to help out a friend."

"Who's this friend?" Professor Smith asked. "Cos if this friend is one of his enemies, yeah, you won't be getting that money."

"Well, he doesn't have to pay me anything. Just forgive one month's rent for the nuns," Leroy said.

"The nuns?" Mr Gold asked.

"Oh boy," Professor Smith muttered, rolling his eyes. "Here we go..."

"You can have the boat. They'll pay you back eventually. It's a good deal. You get everything," Leroy said.

"So, that's what this is about," Mr Gold said.

"Come on – you're rich guys. You can afford to give them time to make up one month's, right?"

"You're right – we could..."

"So, great."

"...But I won't. I have a fairly specific rental agreement. If they miss a payment, I'm within my rights to evict."

"Oh, come on. Why don't you-"

"And, quite honestly, it's going to be a great relief to be rid of such distasteful tenants."

"And there we went," Professor Smith muttered again, finishing off his sentence.

"You don't like nuns? Who doesn't like nuns?" Leroy said.

"Oh, I have my reasons. And they're mine. Let's just say, I have a long and complicated history with them, and leave it at that," Mr Gold said, then started to leave with Professor Smith, when Astrid turned up.

Professor Smith gave a brief smile to her, and when they were out of earshot of Leroy and Astrid, he asked, "Wonder how Emma is going with her investigation?"

"Well, I heard she's questioning David," Mr Gold said.

"David?! Wasn't it supposed to be Mary Margaret?"

"I asked Regina that, and she says she has it under control."

"Speaking of Regina, Have you gotten those files yet?"

"Not yet. But I will get them."

"Ok. And I hope Kathryn arrived safely. God, if anything happened to her..."

"She'll be alright, dear. Trust me."