Neal: Not a boy anymore, Felix. I'm sure as hell not lost.
Emma: According to, uh...
Tinker Bell: Tinker Bell.
Emma: Yes, I know. Still weird to say.
Tinker Bell: "Tink" is fine.
Emma: Not sure that's any better.
Emma: What's all this?
Mary Margaret: Uh, just some cups and bowls he fashioned from things he found here.
David: I don't know how great a cup this coconut could make. It's filled with holes.
Mary Margaret: Uh, maybe it's a tiny colander.
Regina: Yes, because preteen Baelfire probably made lots of pasta.