She was used to walking in heels, and even running sometimes as of late in Storybrooke it seemed. Walking had one distinct advantage though, and she laced their fingers together. "Walking is just fine," she promised, kissing his shoulder as they began walking down the street.

"I had a very interesting conversation with a young woman named Rebekah," Regina began. "I think she's going to allow me to do some work for her." The words didn't come out easily, but she couldn't sit around not doing anything. She'd never had to work before, and being mayor hardly counted for a town she'd created - it wasn't as if she actually had to earn the money that converted from the gold she'd had as queen.