“ hey, look what i bought. it’s your favorite, remember?” Rapunzel whispered to Pascal as he snuck into her window. They'd been neighbors and best friends for as long as she could remember. He was the only person Mother didn't seem to mind her being around. Well not in middle of the night. She took out the pastry from a drawer she had it hidden in. " I convinced mother to get it, she brought it home today so it's still fresh." she grinned.

“ thank you. thank you so much, you’re the best.” Rapunzel hugged jane as she took the present from her. "I can't believe you remembered by birthday!"  she giggled.

  “ poor little [Will], grasping at straws.” Anton sang from in front of his shop, watching the tough time William seemed to be having.  "Need a hand friend?"

“ there’s no crime here, is there?” Anton smiled, leaning across the counter, a mischievous smile on his face. "I simply give those what they want. What is it you want out of life Adam?"

 “ i just wanna say… i appreciate you letting me tag along on this.” Rapunzel said to Flynn. They'd only just met, but he'd seem to be pretty nice. But she was still wary. "Mother never lets me do anything like this...well...she really doesn't let me do anything." Her mother had always been particularly protective of her. "Are we almost there?"

 “I didn't need you to come to my rescue! I had it handled! You know what? Stop the car. ” Rita was fuming, which wasn't anything knew with them lately. Ever since he'd found out about her wanting to go legit,  he'd been insufferable. She'd gotten a job bartending and of course he was right there every night. Or Tito. Or Einstien. Normally she just ignored them, but tonight he'd decided to get into a fight. Getting her sent home along with him kicked out. " I mean it Dodger, stop the car or i will fucking jump."

“ it’s not bad. it’s just a couple stitches. i’m fine.” Rita waved off Oliver when he caught her checking the stitches on her arm. She had a run in  with one of Buster's goons. She looked at him in the mirror, a smirk on her face. "They got a lot worse than this." she told him with a wink. "But do not tell Dodger alright?" she warned him,

 “it’s a game. first you learn the system and then you learn the system was designed to be cheated.” Rita teased tramp as they came out of the pizzeria. They'd been doing things like this for a few months. Meeting in places outside of the gang territories to just catch up like they used to. Outside of Dodger's spies or buster's reach. She knew he just wanted to protect her but Rita wasn't the kind of girl who needed protecting. Besides, tramp wouldn't hurt her. "isn't that what you used to say?" she smiled.