Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27049835-20180810031115/@comment-26127871-20180817170242

She hums, going about. "A pint, you said?" She asked aloud, although both knew she didn't need a confirmation. She headed to check on the Rocky Road, only to sigh. "It melted." She murmured, disappointed. Waving a hand, she refroze the ice cream, gathering up a pint, give or take an ounce. She offered it to Rumplestiltskin.

"I may wish to make a second deal, Dark One."