"But that's not right," Henry said. "Nobody just comes to Storybrooke." That was a truth as solid as any he'd ever known. People couldn't come to Storybrooke, and people couldn't leave Storybrooke.

Tina shrugged. "Hey, kid, we're just passing through. I'd think that a cute little town like this would have lots of tourism. It's not a big deal."

"Tourism doesn't happen here," Henry replied.

"Well, either way," Rachel said, "we're out of here in a day or so anyways. Problem solved."

Henry frowned. That just wasn't right. And he was still going to talk to James about it, because he knew something wasn't right here.

"Sorry to disappoint you, kid." Tina shrugged.

Rachel gave the boy one last apologetic look before starting to walk again.

"First the skeevy pawn shop, now weird kids," she muttered to Tina. "This place is just not normal."

"No, it's not," Tina muttered. "I don't know about this place. Maybe we shouldn't stay." Because something was definitely going on.

"Tomorrow," Rachel agreed. "We already paid for the rooms for the night, but we can leave first thing tomorrow."

Tina nodded. "Sounds fair. Well, is there anything else you wanted to do for now, then?" She looked at her friend.

Rachel shook her head a bit.

"No, not really," she said. "Just not go back to the Creepy Pawnshop."

Tina couldn't help but snicker a bit, shaking her head and looking around. "Well, I don't see much else to do besides walk around town or go for a hike. Whichever you prefer."

Rachel wrinkled her nose.

"I'm still not big on hiking," she said. "I don't get along too well with the wilderness."

Tina snickered. "I know. But it's amusing to watch you struggle." Because she got along very well with nature. In fact most days she was more comfortable in nature than in the city.

"Shut up," Rachel said, giving Tina a playful shove. "I don't like heights and I'm not big on outdoorsy-things." She stuck her tongue out at her friend.

Tina laughed. "Yeah, I know. Fortunately for you, I'm getting my fill of nature anyway, so I won't be dragging you out on a hike."

"Good," Rachel replied, grinning a bit. She stretched a little.

Tina grinned and shook her head, just walking around town. For the moment.

Meanwhile, word had circulated around town already that there were some new faces wandering about, and the gossip was starting to converge on the one place gossip always does: the diner. And Red had her hands full trying to keep up with all of the speculation. Hopefully, Snow or the Prince would figure out what was going on soon.

Of course, Henry ran to James and Mary Margaret and told them. James frowned, looking at Mary Margaret.

"Do you know either of them?" He knew Rapunzel, sort of, but he didn't know Thumbelina. But Snow seemed to know everyone.

Mary Margaret thought about it for a second.

"I've met Rapunzel once or twice," she said. "Traveling past her tower." She shook her head a bit. "But I think I only know Thumbelina by name, I never got the chance to meet her myself."

James nodded. "So no one really knows Thumbelina," he said. "And you know Rapunzel, somewhat. What should we do about them? From what Henry says, they don't know. They don't remember."

"And that's what puzzles me," Mary Margaret admitted. "Why don't they remember? Emma broke the curse, for the most part. Everyone should know who they are."

"But they also haven't been in Storybrooke," James pointed out. "No one's seen them since the curse." He frowned. "Maybe the curse is affecting them differently?"

"Maybe," Snow replied. "I guess it's possible, with the curse so weak and erratic now. But that brings up the question about thy they weren't in Storybrooke to begin with." She looked at him. "I mean, I thought everyone was here, since the wardrobe could only take Emma."

James shook his head. "I don't know. We could always ask Regina." He almost made a face at that. She might know, but she might not.

Snow made a bit of a face as well. She didn't want to involve Regina at all, not after everything, but they might have to. Their only other source for that kind of information was Gold, and there was no way they were going to pull him in on this.

"I guess so," she said.