Emma: So you're the evil queen.
Regina: Yes. Are you impressed?
Emma: I thought you were taller.
Regina [raises eyebrow]: When was the last time you imagined me poisoning your apples, dear? When you were eight, perhaps?
Emma: More like six but you do have a point there.
Regina: Well, I'm glad I'm everything you were scared of as a child.
Emma: You still kind of are. When I first arrived here you scared the shit out of me, you know?
Regina [smiling]: Well, thank you Ms. Swan. You know it's a lot more work these days to intimidate people. Back home I had these fabulous outfits, tight-fitting, lots of cleavage and, of course, impressive headgear. I miss my wardrobe...
Emma: But look at it this way, even without all that get-up you're still the evilest person around. Everyone's afraid of you.
Regina: That's true... Still, business suits are not quite as classic evil as corsets and leather, not to mention black feathery hats.
Emma: Maybe it's because I wasn't raised in the Enchanted Forest but I think business suits are way scary. In this world there're few things more terrifying than a lawyer... and the way you wear them is pretty hot too.
Regina: ...
Emma: ...
Regina [looks around, getting closer]: Just between the two of us - that cheap leather jacket you're so fond of... works for me.
[Close-up eyesex is commencing.]
Snow [entering]: What is... Get away from my daughter, you witch!
Regina [rolls her eyes dramatically, turns and walks by Snow]: Later.
Emma [staring after Regina, murmuring]: I hope so.
Snow: !
Emma: ...