Henry bobs back and forth to the music while Emma slouches in the passenger seat nursing her coffee. She eyeballs him. "How was your night?"

"Went and saw Grace," he responds, keeping his eyes on the road.

"Won't your lady friend at school be a bit jealous?"

"Nah, we broke up."

"Again?"

Henry winks. "Every time I come home."

"That's terrible, Henry. I can't support that."

Henry laughs and bounces to the music more.

Emma curls her lip and takes a slow sip of coffee. "How are you so damn chipper after that cider?"

"She only gave me half a glass then promptly sent me to bed to sleep it off." He looks at Emma's pale face. "I see you didn't fare so well." She grunts in response so he continues, "Mom said you were drinking your emotions. What was that about?"

Emma clamps her eyes shut and sinks further into her seat. "She kept teasing me about being attracted to her."

"She know you like her?"

Emma shakes her head. "Hasn't said anything if she does. Just enjoying my roaming eyes."

"Gross." Henry shakes his whole body. "She has seemed to taken to people flirting with her now that they don't see her as the epitome of evil."

Emma rolls her eyes. "Great, so I'm no better than Whale with his unnecessary visits to the Mayor's office for impromptu hospital budget talks."

"You could always, you know, talk to her."

She turns her head and stares at him. "And say what exactly? Hey dear friend who I can't fathom losing, wanna date?"

Henry frowns. "Please don't say that. Surely you're better at this than… that."

Emma rolls her head back forward and points at the furniture store ahead. "I don't know, Henry. It's not worth the risk."

"That's one hell of a way to offend her. Maybe you just shouldn't say anything for a while." He pulls into the parking lot and grimaces as he looks at her. "At least not until you get over the half-gallon of cider you chugged."

Henry smiles when he sees David's truck pull in next to them. "Gramps is here."

Emma gives David a weak wave. "I didn't know you called him."

"I love you, Ma, but you're not shoving furniture in or on my new car." He clambers out of the car and shares a good hug with his grandfather.

Emma rolls out next and all but falls into her father's chest. "Hi, Dad." He smiles and clutches her. She pulls back and looks at the empty truck. "Where's Mom?"

"At home with Neal. He's not feeling well. Stayed up too late excited to see his big sister. Next time you have to at least stop in. We were surprised when Henry showed up alone."

Emma stands up straight and directs her attention to Henry. "Why didn't you tell me you were going?" He just shrugs. "Tryin' to make me look bad, kid?"

David puts his hand on her shoulder and directs her to the shop. "All is forgiven as long as you show up for lunch at Granny's." That has Emma sighing contentedly at the thought of a warm grilled cheese.

Running his hand over the hood of the Mercedes as they pass, David nods to Henry. "Nice car, Hen."

Henry bounces on his toes. "I love it. Mom got it for me just cause."

"Just cause she didn't want me to buy you one," Emma grouches.

David pats her shoulder. "Drives great."

Henry looks surprised. "She let you drive it?"

"Yep. Looks like I'm maintenance driver while you're away."

Emma glances over her shoulder at him. "That's kind of surprising."

"Oh, not really. She said she's glad to blame me if the car gets wrecked."

Emma and David laugh as Henry looks desperately back at his new toy.

Henry at the wheel and David with a full truck behind, Emma phones Regina. "Hey, Regina… Yes, we just about maxed out David's truck… I'm sure you'll hate all of it." She flashes Henry a smile when he chuckles. "Listen, we don't have time to stop at the house first, so come meet us at Granny's… Yeah, well, Henry and I want a family meal… Regina, you have 28 days a month to avoid my parents. Get your butt to Granny's… No, we didn't buy any clothes yet. Henry's too manly now to go clothes shopping with his mom. I'll go after lunch while I force our manly son to unload the truck. You can come with. It'll be fun." Emma scowls as she listens to Regina. "You're not a very nice person, Madame Mayor… Whatever. Just get to Granny's. We'll be there in a few. Bye." She hangs up the phone and turns to Henry. "Your mom's a jerk."

"Why?"

"She said she wouldn't be caught dead in the clothing stores I'm likely to frequent and cannot fathom standing by while someone willingly spends money there."

Henry laughs. "Sounds like mom."

"You sure you don't want to indulge your mother?"

He shakes his head. "Go with Gram."

"No."

"Ruby?"

"All sorts of no. Really want me dressing like that?"

He scrunches his face. "Belle?"

"You're useless," she says rolling her eyes.

He shrugs and pulls into Granny's. "You can always go alone."

Emma pouts.

"You wear like two things: jeans and tank tops. How long can it take you?"

Emma swats his arm. "Geez, that apple doesn't fall far from the tree does it?"

He steps out of the car and Emma follows suit. "I think that phrase implies biology."

"Biology has never stopped your mother before. Plus, she can be rather influential."

"She certainly seems to have an effect on you," Henry says with a smirk on his face.

Emma shakes her head and trudges to the entrance of the restaurant. "You two are going to drive me crazy this weekend."

Henry takes the door and holds it open for her. "If you make a move, I'll leave you alone."

"A move on what?" David asks, taking the door from Henry and following them in. They all wave to Mary Margaret and Neal who is bouncing up and down from excitement.

"Henry's trying to see how long it takes before I put him out of his misery." Emma gives him a warning look, and he mimes sealing his lips. She sees Regina pulling into the lot and moves back to the door. "Take a seat. Gonna see if Regina needs help."

Mary Margaret glances into the lot. "Why would she need help?"

Emma stops at the door and thinks of a good answer. That fails so she shrugs and trots out to Regina's car. She opens the door and waits for Regina to exit.

"Oh, Emma," Regina smiles genuinely at her as she stands. "I figured you were inside already."

"I was." She closes the door behind Regina.

"So why are you out here now?"

Thinking fails Emma again. "Just being polite?"

Regina studies her then wraps a hand around Emma's bicep. "Shall we?"

Emma smiles and leads Regina. "Go shopping with me, please."

Regina shakes her head. "Unless you plan on letting me dress you-"

"I could be okay with that."

With a low chuckle, Regina joins the family at the table. She kisses Henry on the cheek and Neal on the head before taking a seat.

"Everything alright?" Mary Margaret asks.

Regina looks up at her. "Yes, quite fine." She looks back down at her menu as if she doesn't know exactly what she wants to order anyways.

Emma slides in next to her dad, across from Regina. She nearly leaps out of her seat when she feels Regina lightly rubbing a foot up and down her calf. Ducking her head, she sees a slight smirk pulling at Regina's lips.

Henry shoots Emma a questioning look. She does her best to straighten up and ignore the sensation on her leg. She turns to Mary Margaret. "So, uh, Mom, want to go clothes shopping with me?"

Regina snorts and has to blow her nose in a napkin to cover it up.