"i gotta leave this town and run to you

curse these nights that speak your name"

- curse, imagine dragons

She had to eat her words not even ten minutes later.

"How do none of you know how to hotwire a car?" she asked incredulously.

"I can," Ben piped up, but she was ignoring him. He watched them from where he sat on the porch with his hands tied behind his back.

"Jay, you are a literal thief," Mal argued.

"Yeah, in medieval Agrabah. This is Storybrooke. And I - I mean, Jahar - didn't need to hotwire cars."

"I can do it," Ben insisted.

"What about you, Carlos? Aren't you some sort of tech genius here?" Mal asked, rubbing her brow.

"Okay, there is a big difference between coding and hot-wiring a car ," Carlos clarified.

Mal looked to Evie, who only quirked a brow and said, "If they don't know how, then I definitely don't."

"Hello?"

The four teens turned to look at Ben. He perked up at finally having eyes on him.

"I can hotwire a car."

"Why didn't you say so?"

Ben sent Mal a withering glare and stood. "You'll have to get these ropes off me."

Carlos waited for a nod from Mal before untying Ben. The prince quickly got to work, digging around in the footwell of Evie's mom's car. Mal tried hard not to find that hot. Instead, she fixed her eyes on the horizon and planned for the future. The sun was setting and Mal had heard something about a wraith, but it wasn't her job to care.

As Carlos hovered around Ben and asked him how he did it, Evie started to chew her nails. That must have been an Evelyn trait (just like the manic cooking) because Evie would have never chewed her nails, regardless of the stakes.

Mal grabbed her shoulder and asked, "Hey, what's up?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing. It's just… Henry talks a lot about how no one can go in or out of Storybrooke."

"We'll be fine. The curse was lifted."

Evie chewed her lip apprehensively and nodded, still unconvinced, but then the car turned on and they all climbed in and Mal had to keep her focus on the next step of the plan and not the familiar feeling of Ben's body pressed against hers in the backseat.