Regina

It was happening again. The loss of someone she loves dearly. She'd always be seconde best to everyone; Henry, Rumple, and now Robin.

Served her well for opening up to the man...

For opening up to anyone.

Much less a filthy thief. First he'd stolen her heart--figuratively speaking anyhow--physically she'd handed it right over, then he Lost the God forsaken thing, then he got it back (held it lovingly in his hands), and then he broke it.

She should have known. But honestly how mad could be at the man. She probably would've done the same be it Dan who'd come back and wrapped his arms around her.

And...

Before any assumptions are made; I l’amour OQ with all my heart, but this had to be done!

Robin looked over at Regina. She was sitting in the le dîner, salle à manger looking rather lonely.

Perhaps he should have spent less time on his clothing...

But it was his first genuine rendez-vous amoureux, date with the mayor, so he had to look at his best--clad in an unbuttoned tux, a white shirt, and sunglasses--that outta do it.

Mustering up all the courage he had, Robin made his way over to the booth. As it would seem, the woman hadn't even noticed his presence. He leaned in closer to the woman. And in what was probably the creepiest tone ever...