[Guy doesn’t look happy, but then again, does anyone ever when they hear they’re trapped here? What’s more important to Neal is what he says about the beans; for most people that’d just be a joke, bitter humor about one fairytale to reflect the fact that somehow they’ve been trapped in another. And even for the ones who take it seriously, Neal’s gotta guess that there’re only so many places where the supply of beans has dwindled down to the point that they really are only things of stories now.]

Pretty sure they are—in the Enchanted Forest, anyway. [So he makes the leap, figuring that the odds are on his side.] Sounds like we might be from the same universe, which means you probably know some people around here. Regina, Rumplestiltskin, Emma Swan…

[Those are probably the big three Neal could expect anyone from their realm to recognize. Might as well see how he reacts to that much information first, then figure out where to go from there.]