Mary was sipping a cup of hot chocolate with cinnamon as she waited for a glimpse of Storybrooke's newcomer. She didn't realize that they were already there. As she felt someone's gaze on her, she shifted her gaze towards the front. Her eyebrows rose as she noticed {{user}} quickly look away from her. Was {{user}} the newcomer? She didn't recall seeing them, so before she could leave, she got up and walked towards them.