Summary: Emma and Regina get interrupted by Snow.

"Regina, I told you, I'll get the reports in tomorrow." Emma replied to Regina, who once again asked for the reports.

"Ms. Swan, you always say that, and yet it never comes in." Regina replies, with a fake sigh, staring off into the distance, as if contemplating life. She was ever the Drama Queen.

"Okay, fine, I'll give you that, but I promise you that I will actually do it this time." Emma huffed, staring at Regina, who was still looking out the window.

"Okay, okay, I promise I will do it for family dinner. We are still having family night, right?"

"Of course we are! I am making your favourite, so you better not cancel." Regina's voice sounded angry, but her face held a smile, which gave away her true emotions.

"You're making lasagna?"

"No, I'm making vegetable soup." Regina replied sarcastically.

Emma laughed, used to knowing when Regina was joking and when she wasn't. She will admit, it did take her awhile to tell the difference, but no pain no gain.

"Okay, I better get back to work, and do those paper things you are angry about." Emma replied, finishing the last of her fries.

"They are a month overdue!" Regina exclaimed. How could Emma not understand the importance of this?

"Yeah, yeah. Okay, so seven?"

"For tonight, yes."

Emma nodded, and was about to get up and leave, before she heard a squeal and slowly sat back down again, knowing it was Snow. She probably had some good news or something she wanted to share, and it just took more time if you didn't just let her have her way.

Soon after the squeal, with an annoyed look on Regina's face, and a bored one on Emma's, Snow came running to their table, stopping just before crashing into it.

"Oh my! I thought I'd never see the day!" Snow gasped, staring back and forth between the two women.

"Snow, what day?" Emma asked, taking a quick glance at Regina, who was confused as well.

"The day you guys finally confesses all of the feelings and the love and the looks!"

"You are not making any sense." Regina stated, going back to being annoyed.

"Of course I am!" She squealed again, "You guys have finally admitted you love each other, and you guys are totally going on a date!"

"What!" Regina pretty much yelled, staring in awe at Snow. Emma looked just as shocked, but also with a hint of sadness. Regina's reaction proved that, even if Emma as thought about that possibility, Regina has not.

Though that wasn't the case. Regina was just shocked that Snow knew. Of course, Regina was trying to be subtle of her feelings towards the blonde, but also for someone so dense to see the hidden context of the mayor's actions? This was phenomenal.

"No, Snow, we are not going on a date." Emma sad, and Regina noticed the difference in tone, but couldn't pin point what.

Snow looked almost terrified. "But, you guys were talking about tonight, and to meet at seven."

"Yes, for our bi-weekly family dinner." Regina said slowly, to make sure Snow understood. The way Snow smiled, she had a feeling she still didn't understand.

"SEE! FAMILY!"

"It's just a dinner with Regina, Henry and I, that's it."

"Yeah, sure. I think you two are the only ones who think that."

"What do you mean?"

"You two are in love! Can't you see it? Everyone else can. Right people?" Everyone in the diner cheered 'hell yeah!' Now this was getting weird.

"Neither of us have said that, Snow." Emma said, hoping there was a way to get out of this situation.

"Yes, but it's implied. C'mon, just admit it. Emma, you love Regina, right?" Snow looked at Emma expectantly, and Regina regarded her with a raised eyebrow.

"I, ah, I," Emma stuttered. She looked between both women, and the people in the diner. Oh, the hell with it. "Okay, fine, I do love Regina, but that doesn't change anything." She confessed.

"Oh, but it does!" Snow continued about everything the two other women went ready to discuss. Like about how Snow couldn't wait for the wedding, and how she has always wanted more grandchildren.

Though Regina and Emma didn't hear her. They were staring at each other. Regina with a bright smile that was reserved only for Emma and Henry. Emma sported a shy one.

"Is it true?" Regina asked over Snow's ramblings. Emma only nodded her head in answer. Somehow Regina's smile got even brighter, and Emma thought it could light the whole room.

"Then, Miss Emma Swan, would you like to go on a date with me tomorrow evening?"
Emma looked shocked for only a second, before she replied,

"Why, I thought you'd never ask."