Regina had always feared dating. Not only because there was no one ever available to her tastes in Storybrooke (besides Graham, but look how that ended), she'd have to reveal personal things about herself; and that was one thing the mayor never wanted to do. She could never open herself up to be pitied or ridiculed for what had happened in her childhood or even after that. Most of the time, she never wanted to remember, though the memories would always find their way back.
When the brunette was on the phone with Ms. Swan, who was asking if they could meet up for dinner, Regina found herself thinking this was a date. No, she hasn't even pictured herself with a woman before, but why would someone just ask you out to dinner? Emma didn't say she had any business to discuss, nor did she bring up asking if Henry could come, too. They hated each other, (Regina hated Emma a bit more, just to say that she had the upper-hand), though the mayor found herself agreeing, her voice wavering just a bit when she said the word. Before Emma could ask her what was wrong, Regina quickly hung up the phone.
Even though Regina knew this wasn't remotely close to being a date, she was in her closet, throwing things around and holding garments up to herself as she looked in the mirror, shaking her head at almost anything. Why did she even have to look good for the sheriff? It's not like Emma would abandon her trusty skinny jeans and red jacket just for the mayor, so Regina decided to keep it casual; no fancy dresses were required. She finally settled on a short, black dress, using a wide red belt to make sure her waist could be distingushed even from across the room. She slipped on some matching red heels, before going downstairs and grabbing her purse & her keys, leaving the house.
"Wow, I didn't know you could owned something that wasn't a shade of black," Emma stated as Regina sat down across from her. She had to admit that they mayor would've looked better if she wore more colours, but she kept that to herself. Emma pushed a hand up and moved some of her hair out of her face. She was surprised the mayor had agreed to even see her. Even though the air felt a little tense at first, the sheriff was determinded to get past this whole rift with Regina. She didn't want them to fight so much with Henry around. Emma just wanted Henry to be loved by both of his mothers, and she wanted both of his mothers to tolerate and care for each other.
Regina felt the beginning of a smile tug at her lips, but she stopped herself before Emma could see it. "Well, Ms. Swan, unlike you, I don't wear the same thing every day," she added a bit of playfulness to her tone. The blonde tipped her head some, considering she's never heard Regina ever be nice to her since she rolled into town.
"So, I was thinking that.. we could get to know each other more and we could not be at each other's throats all the time for Henry. I want him to be happy and not have to choose between us," Emma nodded after she finished, to confirm that her words sounded just as right as they did in her head. She had actually wanted to learn a lot more about the mayor when she first laid eyes on her. Henry had told her all he knew; that she was an evil queen out to destroy everyone in the town, but all that did was make Emma laugh. She believed that the kid was just pulling a prank on her, even though she could see in his eyes that he was dead serious.
"Get to know each other?" Regina asked, pursing her lips as she thought of a proper response, "I don't think so, Sheriff, I don't share personal details about my past or my life." The brunette smiled this time, watching the other's expression falter. She got a little kick seeing Emma's lips contort downward, "I feel like I shouldn't get on that kind of level with the townspeople."
"Why not? Do you have something to hide, Regina?" Emma narrowed her eyes. She was beginning to believe Henry's story; queen or no queen, his mother was a witch. "If you don't want to talk about your life, so what. We don't have to, then. Why don't we just exchange interests, though I have to say that ruining peoples' lives is not on my list." She regretted the words just as she released them from her mouth; she was trying to be nice, and this isn't what she had in mind.
"You know what, Sheriff Swan?" Regina pushed her chair back and stood up, trying not to show how disappointed she was, keeping the anger in her eyes, "I don't think it would be a great idea if you tried to talk to me again. You can see Henry, but please don't try to bring me into any of what you do." And with that, she left Granny's, keeping her head up, though on the inside she felt like she had been hit by a truck and run over repeatedly.
She didn't want to admit it to anyone as she sat in her car, but she kind of wished it was a date.