Hook grinned but left her alone, keeping back a ways and watching her. He'd have to let Cora know that the two newest were starting to figure things out. Not that they were actually a threat, but he was sure Cora would want to know.

As much as she tried, Rachel couldn't expand on the mysterious memory any more. It just sat there in her head, almost taunting her, until she growled in frustration and gave up.

Hook just grinned as he watched her. Clearly he was amused, but he wasn't going to say anything. He knew better than that. He already knew she wouldn't believe him, and she wouldn't believe anyone until she got her own evidence.

Finally, Rachel took out her phone to text Tina.

Down at the docks. Ocean's nice, but pirate guy is down by the pirate ship that seems to be there. Still can't figure out the funky memory. What about you?

Somewhere in the woods. Found an awesome spot to sit. Which is what Tina was doing at the moment. Although she was thinking of heading back into town soon. I'm not getting anywhere with the memories either.

I dunno, maybe I just dreamed it? Rachel finally asked. That question had been nagging her, too. What if she was trying to chase down what was just some dream she had?

But it's too coincidental. I mean, we're both dreaming about things like this. Maybe we should just see what else we can trigger and figure out before we dismiss anything. Tina slid down from the tree she was perched on.

Maybe, Rachel said. She sighed and lapsed into thought again. Then something occurred to her and she picked up her phone again. There was something in the pawn shop that seemed familiar. I wonder if it's still there?

I don't know. I can go check for you, if you want. Tina was already heading back towards town as she texted, having planned on stopping by Gold's shop briefly anyway.

The silver hair set. I think it was a brush, a comb, and a mirror all on a silver tray. She definitely remembered those; they sparked the same kind of uneasy familiarity that she'd been feeling in town lately.

I'll look for them. Tina glanced around uneasily before she hurried over to the pawn shop, relaxing a little once she was inside. She took a moment to look around before she spotted the hair set and made a beeline for it.

Gold heard the bell on the door and came out of his office.

"Ah, welcome back," he greeted Tina. "You seem to be making this a regular stop."

"Certainly seems that way, huh?" Tina managed a grin, though it was a little more strained than normal. She looked down at the silver hair set, touching the brush gently. She had a faint memory of touching it before.

"Your hair is so pretty! I wish mine would get that long."

"Yeah, but it's kind of a pain sometimes."

"This is why you have me, remember?"

She blinked rapidly, trying to shake the feeling.

"Interested in the silver set this time, are you?" Gold asked gently when Tina came out of whatever memory she'd gotten hit with. "It's a fine set."

"Yeah, it is. Rachel thought she remembered it being here. I was just checking for her." Tina shook herself a little. "Figured I might as well. I was in the area."

"I see," Gold said. "Does your friend want it, then? I might be able to offer a deal on it." Because he still had to make a living, no matter who the set belonged to before.

"I... don't know. I guess she's still thinking about it." Tina shrugged. "Sorry, Mr. Gold. Can't say if she actually wants to buy it or not. I can ask."

"No need to rush," Gold replied pleasantly. "Don't worry. I'm sure your friend will decide."

"Alright. I'm surprised you haven't gotten sick of me coming in yet," Tina said with a little smile, slowly migrating over towards the glass flowers.

"Not at all," Gold replied with a small smile. "I must say you're much better company than some others who have come in."

"Well, it's good to know I'm not boring you to tears or frustrating you or anything like that." Tina smiled a little and stopped in front of the flowers again.

"You do seem drawn to those flowers, however," Gold observed as Tina stopped in front of the display.

"Yeah. It's weird. But then again, this whole place is weird." Tina touched one of the flowers gently, blinking.

Light. Bright light, and fresh air, and cold.

"Don't be afraid, dearie. Come along now."

Tina snatched her hand back, closing her eyes when her head started to pound. "I'm sorry, Mr. Gold, I think I need to go find somewhere to sit for a while."

Gold nodded slightly.

"Of course, dear," he said. "Take your time." Even as he watched her, he could tell the curse was weakening further. She was remembering things.

Tina was exceedingly careful not to touch anything else in the shop, moving out front and sitting on the curb. Today was a very strange day, and it was only getting stranger. It seemed like those were memories, but no memories that she could really place in her life. It didn't make any sense.

But she did make herself smaller when a group of four or five men walked past on the other side of the street.