2. Score (Swan Queen)
"May I ask what's brought you to such high spirits today, Regina?" the man asks — the man who doesn't deserve to be referred to by a name, she thinks — having crossed her in the dead of the night (by what he believes is chance), smiling from ear to ear as his tall form invades her personal space the domineering way he is so fond of.
Regina thinks it's only merciful of her to smile back at him, and pity his omnipresent obliviousness. "You do know that I've always been one for more… elegant means of action, Captain. Nevertheless, under the current circumstances of this world, my options have sadly been reduced significantly."
The glint of confusion barely manages to spark in his eye before he's cut down to his hands and knees on the sidewalk by gloved knuckles connecting with his cheekbone.
"Don't you ever lay a hand on Emma again."