It's not mine, [ she tells him, matter-of-factly, because it's not. ] I volunteered to help a friend of mine with the clinic, and the candy is for everyone. [ that is your first and only warning, rumplestiltskin, no one here cares if you are lizard voldemort or not. but the narrowing of her eyes quickly turns into a grin and she makes a shooing motion to tell him to hurry up. if they're going to be candy thieves, they can't waste time. ]

And - where to first? Have you seen your room yet?