"Hi." Henry says his voice deeper than Regina last saw him. Regina shakes his hand as well her smile still upon her face.
"Shall we?" Regina says leading the way to her car that was parked along the curb.
"So, you're the Mayor of this town?" Henry asks as they walked toward the black Lincoln. Regina smiles with her lips pursed together nodding. "That must be a boring job..." Henry comments.
"Henry!" Emma snaps hoping he didn't sound as rude as it seemed. But, Regina chuckles at his statement and nods her head, "It is boring! But, I do enjoy it." Regina explains having everyone get into the car and she spoke on, "I like feeling a part of something in this small town. I may not be a big leap, but it's a start." Regina says turning down the music that was playing quite loudly. Henry glances to Emma with a neutral smile looking out the window watching the darken streets pass by. Emma sees Regina's eyes in the rear view mirror and helplessly stares on. Regina glances into the mirror catching the blonde staring at her, but doesn't move her eyes away. They stare back for a moment until she watches the road again.
"I hope you all like lasagna." Regina adds pulling up to her white mansion. It seemed even grander than Emma remembered, but Henry was getting a kick out of it.
"Woah! You live here?!" Henry asks stepping out of the care as he stared upon the glamorous house. Regina walks out as well standing near him.
"Perks of being Mayor."
"I want to be a Mayor now!" Henry grins still mesmerized with the house.
Emma silently follows everyone inside listening to Regina and Henry talk about regular things of school and work. Emma almost forgot Regina didn't remember Henry, because of how familiar these conversations seemed. Regina opened the door revealing more to house than what was on the outside. The fireplace was on as the dimly lit hallway shined a path to the dining room, but also up the stairs to the second floor. Emma stepped inside closing the door looking at everything around her, nothing had changed. Not even the slightest chips on the back wall where the door knob would occasionally hit. Henry still impressed by the house, was curious of everything everywhere. He would stare up toward the second floor, and as they walked to the dining area, he would keep looking at everything.
Then, as they approached the dining table, an odd man was setting up the table. He wore a forest green buttoned shirt with some dark tan slacks putting some plates and cups down at the table. He looked up, his beard clean cut, his eyes glistening with joy as he smiled nicely toward Emma and Henry.
"Hello." He said with a heavy accent.
"Hi." Henry says outstretching his hand to greet the man in Regina's home. Emma felt her stomach churn and her eyes glancing toward Regina then back at the man trying to understand who he was.
Regina smiles widely telling everyone to sit, and as they settled she looked at the man with genuine happiness and says, "Emma, Henry, this is Robin." Emma feels her stomach churning knowing who he was to Regina now. Emma didn't want to hear, her eyes wandering back and forth between the two of them, hoping if she blinked confusingly a few times he would disappear.
"Is he...your husband?" Emma asks gulping down the brick that formed in her throat. They both look to each other with big smiles and laughter shaking their heads.
"We're...together." Regina says her hand slipping underneath the table to either intertwine her fingers into his, or rest her hand in his leg. Emma stopped all actions for what seemed hours as she heard Regina shyly respond to the question. Emma felt a massive headache beginning to come upon her as Regina told them they could start dinner whenever they wanted.
Hook arrived at the school holding onto Jane's small hands as they entered into the somewhat empty school. He saw several lights up as he walked into the hallways hoping to find someone who knew where the play was, but as they walked around to search Jane asked, "What kind of play will it be?"
"I'm not sure. I never asked..." Hook says worried Jane would be bored and not wanting to do it anymore, but to his surprise Jane tugged on his sleeve leading him down the hallway of lockers toward a big room that was lit up brightly, which was the gymnasium. Hook held onto Jane's hand more nervous than before knowing this was a mission, not only for the people of Storybrooke, but for Jane as well.