Regina Mills

Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.

I’m in quite the excellent mood. Thank you very much, Swan. [rolls eyes.]

I did leave messages for the boys before going on my trip. What kind of a mother do you think I am?

Ah, right. I should probably get back to the shadows then. There, time stood still at least.

I don’t recall asking for your opinion... but thank you, I guess.

Am I really? This feels a lot like hell.

There is no ‘Private’s Mills’.

We could be lovers, even just tonight We could be anything you want We could be jokers, brought to the daylight We could break all of our stigma I'll be your enigma

Mh.

That won’t be the case. Thank you, though.

Fine. Everything’s fine.

Over my dead body.

Here we go again.

.... oh.

I’m afraid... I don’t quite follow.

Where to, Ms Swan?

I been on my own for long enough Maybe you can show me how to love, maybe, I'm going through withdrawals You don't even have to do too much You can turn me on with just a touch.

You know confinement is starting to get to you when every day feels exactly the same as the last one.

Or never.