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[jolting]

No, you're right. The more I think about it the more I know he'd love it.

Ah. Yeah, good point. We'll just look at the white gold and rose gold, then.

[thestoriesarereal]

He'd get a kick out of it, and if he doesn't like any of the flavors, I'll take it upon myself to eat them.

It wasn't a bad thought...just...

It's making me miss them, you know?

[jolting]

I know. I get homesick for Storybrooke sometimes, too.

[thestoriesarereal]

...Do you think there's still a chance they could come here?

[jolting]

There's definitely a chance, but I don't want you to get your hopes up too high.

[thestoriesarereal]

So then I shouldn't....

[jolting]

You can keep thinking they'll come, but I just hate seeing you sad when they don't.

But it's okay to hope.

[thestoriesarereal]

Maybe....but it's almost been a year since I've seen any of them.

I'm just outside, waiting for you.

[jolting]

I know. I wish there was something I could do for you.

I'll be right out.

[thestoriesarereal]

It's okay, I'll be fine. I'll reread their stories tonight.

Okay, don't forget anything.

[jolting]

I won't.

Will you be okay keeping this a secret from James?

[thestoriesarereal]

No, I'm afraid not.

When we get home, I'll climb up on the rooftop and yell it out for everyone to hear.

Just kidding. I'm fine with keeping it a secret. :)

[jolting]

I'm hoping there will be plenty of rooftop-shouting when he says "yes".

[thestoriesarereal]

In that case...maybe we should warn the neighbors, just so they don't think anything's a miss. ;)

[jolting]

They should know better living next to us by now. I wouldn't worry about it.