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The little bell connected to the entry door of Mr. Gold's shop 'dinged,' however this time Mr. Gold didn't even bother looking up as he was busy wiping down the very last book of it's grime and dust, not to mention that he already knew who it was that was coming to see him.

"Madam Mayor." Mr. Gold said civilly, setting the final book down on top of one of the stacks of clean books lying on the counter top. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Regina made her way to the back of the shop and rested her elbow on the counter top, turning sideways though so she could still keep a close eye on him.

"Rumor has it, a stranger rolled into town this morning. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?" Regina asked, her voice still calm and collected.

"As a matter of fact, I do." Mr. Gold flashed Regina a wry smile and used the dust rag to start wiping down his counter. "I showed him to Granny's Bed and Breakfast early this morning-"

"You did what?" Regina asked flatly, though there was an undertone of anger hidden just beneath it.

"He was looking for a place to stay, and I showed him one." Mr. Gold answered in a slow, easy to understand sentence, as if talking to a child. Regina narrowed her light brown eyes, clearly not appreciating the latter comment.

"Well?" She then asked, causing Mr. Gold to look up from the counter he had been wiping down.

"Well what?" He asked innocently.

"What did you learn about him? Where did he come from? What's he doing here?"

Mr. Gold just let out a small, airy laugh, his lips turning up at the corners of his mouth.

"[i]You're[/i] the Mayor...[i]you[/i] find out." Mr. Gold jabbed at her. "All I managed to get was his name...what was it again?" He snapped his fingers, remembering. "Ah, yeah, Henry!"

Regina's narrowed eyes snapped open and her mouth hung open just a bit, but Mr. Gold kept going as if he hadn't noticed.

"Not a very common name around here, is it? Henry..." He said again. "Wasn't that the name of your dearly departed father? The one you go visit every Wednesday with an arm-full of flowers?" There was a slight hint of mockery in Mr. Gold's voice, and Regina caught onto it straight away, causing her eyes to narrow once more.

"Yes..." She said plainly, letting the word draw out, making it clear that she was thinking on something.

"Well, if that's all you've come to me for, I'm afraid I have no other information to give you. Now if you'll excuse me..." Mr. Gold quickly dismissed Regina from his shop, but the Mayor had no intention of leaving. With this...stranger walking about...she only had more questions. She slammed her hands down on the edge of the counter, making it clear to Mr. Gold that she was indeed, not finished, however just as she opened her mouth to protest, Mr. Gold finished his sentence with a simple, "...please..."

Regina looked shocked as she found herself straightening up, and her feet starting to carry her out the door. Upon her exit, the small bell rang again, and Mr. Gold stopped to watch the door close with a golden grin on his face.