Madam Deville was sitting in her cave when her pet raven glided in. "Caw! Caw! Caw!" it bellowed.
"Ah! Ranting! You've returned!"
Shortly after, Captain Hook entered the witch's lair. "Your reason for disturbing me better be good," he said flatly.
"Peter just brought a new recruit to this island. A girl. She has just what I need for my ultimate spell. We must come up with a plan to capture them."
"And you need me why?" asked Hook.
"You've battled them all these years. You must know their weeknesses. Tell me and I will use my magic to exploit it. You can have the boys, but all I want is the girl."
The pirate rubbed his chin in thought. "Well, they have no guidance. They do as they wish without any regard for the consequences.
"Ah, so those lost boys don't like rules? They'll just do what they want when they want? Splendid! This will be easier than I expected!
She got up from her chair and pulled a gleaming gold bowl out of a wooden box. "Why search for and eat fresh fruits when you can simply reach into an ever-full bowl of sweet delicious candy! Those boys will be out of my way in no time! Then that little girl will be mine for the taking! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
The captain scowled. "Your plan had better work." He turned and walked back toward the cave exit and before he left, he turned his head back to her and said "Or else." Then he left.