Leroy was sitting on a bench in the warm sunlight just about to eat his "Forest Salad" (Lettuce, Cucumber tomate & Cheese) when he discovered that his fork was gone....
He leant down to look if he had dropped it, but instead, heard twigs breaking and stood up to see where the noise had come from. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a what looked like a pale, blue dress that hid behind a large, moss-covered rock. He ran towards the rock, but nothing was there except for some tiny footprints..."FOOTPRINTS! No one steals from a dwarf!!" Leroy bellowed. He continued to follow the human footprints along the plage and down to the waters edge. He put his hand up to his forehead to block out the blazing sun and scanned his squinting eyes along the beach, but could see no sign of the owner of the mysterious footprints.

Leroy then gave up and was about to return to the bench par the baie when his brown, leather boots felt extremely heavy. He looked down and saw that he was standing in a "very" large pool of water. It had washed away most of the footprints he had seen earlier. The confused dwarf stood there wondering how these large pools of water ended up all along the Storybrooke Docks, It hadn't been raining recently after all.

Suddenly, he heard a large splash in the water behind him.
Leroy ran as fast as his tubby legs would allow him and and saw, to his astonishment, a sparkling, silver fork held high up in the air par a thin, white porcelaine arm. The girl raised her head to take a deep breath of the fresh, salty air and the wide-mouthed Dwarf stood glued to the wet, soggy sand as he watched the red-haired beauty dive under the clear, blue, sparkling water. With a splash of her turquoise tail, she was gone from sight.