"It’s the sixth of October. A pivotal moment in Storybrooke’s history and the turning point in Regina Mills’ life. And it all began with a spell, a Sheriff, and a thief.
“I can’t help but be leery of your supposed act of kindness, princess. I don’t believe ridding my car of chunks of crushed pony is part of your job description as Sheriff, Miss Swan,” Regina says matter-of-fact, a slight mistrusting frown still lingering on her features. “Why, it’s not even something a White Knight would do.” “You’re right, but hey, guess what? I’ll do it anyway,” Emma declares, wearing a proud little smirk on her face. “You know why?” “Cause you’re an idiot,” Regina states with a hopeless sigh. “Precisely,” Emma’s lopsided grin broadens into a dazzling smile. “I’m your idiot.”