With Henry, it might be less grasping what's actually going on and more fitting it into exactly what he already thinks about Storybrooke to make it fit.

Then again, he's right about that situation.

His cup is far less decorative than Emma's: pretty or not, he's a ten-year-old and an enthusiast. Instead he gets a sturdy, plain clay mug, but the whipped cream and cinnamon are as exquisite as the other cup's designs.

He smiles even wider. "That is so awesome. How does it do that?"

As he asks, he reaches for a cookie. Yummy.