He was finally able to out-vague the Charmed One!

Listen, last time I talked to you three, you were all two oars short of having any oars, so I don't want to hear it.

It was fantastic. I don't think I've experienced that before. It's kind of an abnormal feeling for sure. I'm used to doing the dirty work and let other guys score the goals. It's definitely a weird feeling, but a good one nonetheless.

So what's the point, then, if we can't be happy? Why are we doing any of this?"

"Oh, there's definitely happiness," Jack said, turning his back on the ocean and looking at her. "But it's just about moments, not ever-afters." He grinned. "Like when you're right in the middle of the ocean with your friends, with no one trying to kill you in any kind of horrifying way. You have to appreciate these moments when they happen, 'cause obviously we don't get many of them.

Jack glanced at the old man, whose eyes were about as big as dinner plates. Jack just nodded with understanding. “You think that’s all weird, I should tell you about a witch and her house of candy sometime,” he whispered. Upstairs,

When the birds had all flown, the monkey landed on May’s pillow and smacked it, letting her know it was time to get up. Or more likely that he was hungry. Or wanted to annoy her. There were plenty of options. May