Hook had plans that the city was interrupting as well but so far, his search to find a way back to Storybrooke or the Enchanted Forest had come up with nothing. It was getting frustrating and he refused to resign himself to being stuck in this world. He was almost desperate to start stalking hat shops.
When he came to the door, it was just in his breeches and shirt sleeves, his coat hung up and leather vest and foots in his bed room. A book on modern boats was under his arm and through the door, a bottle of wine could be seen on the living room table. While Neil had shown him how to use the TV, he found the entertainment rather boring actually.
"Pardon me, Mr. McDonald, but I don't even know what you mean." His smirk spoke otherwise. He knew which device the phone was, he just didn't have the patience to figure out how to use it. "Do come in, won't you?" he asked, painfully polite.
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Date: 2014-05-09 03:06 am (UTC)When he came to the door, it was just in his breeches and shirt sleeves, his coat hung up and leather vest and foots in his bed room. A book on modern boats was under his arm and through the door, a bottle of wine could be seen on the living room table. While Neil had shown him how to use the TV, he found the entertainment rather boring actually.
"Pardon me, Mr. McDonald, but I don't even know what you mean." His smirk spoke otherwise. He knew which device the phone was, he just didn't have the patience to figure out how to use it. "Do come in, won't you?" he asked, painfully polite.