"So?", asked Rumpelstiltskin.
"It's a long story. And I think it was the abridged version. To sum it up, there was a strange island with weird likely magical properties, a lot of their friends died, and they can keep a secret, because they didn't tell anyone about the island the first time they left it."
"And... what did you tell them about us?"
"The ultra, ultra, ultra abridged version."
"Which is..."
"All the fairytales are real but interconnected and Regina cast a curse to get revenge on my mom that brought everyone to a land where all their happy endings were stolen and time was frozen and I broke the curse with true love's kiss on Henry."
"That is quite abridged."
"Yeah. So... are we going to let them go?"
"Miss Swan, has it occurred to you that these people were brought here for a reason?"
"Their plane ran out of fuel."
"Maybe it was destiny?"
"What is it with you and destiny?"
"Everything happens for a reason, dearie."
"Maybe it was chance?"
"No. Didn't you notice that one woman who looks just like Belle?"
"Coincidence?"
"What is it with you and coincidence?"
Emma gave him a look. "Come on, just let them go."
"Not yet."
At that moment, Kate walked in. "Um, we were wondering if we could go."
"Working on it", said Emma. "He's spouting some crap about how coming here was your destiny."
At the word destiny, Kate seemed to become terrified.
"What?"
"We were told the island was our destiny... all the horrible things that happened... Jack died because he though it was his destiny."
"Well... I don't speak destiny."
"Neither did I."