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[unmothered]

[When Emma had suggested making friends might help get her back to Henry, Regina had scoffed. But magic hasn't helped her, and she's running out of ideas.

Which is why she's currently sitting primly in the kitchen and with exactly as friendly a smile as she can muster up. It's more or less effective.]

I made some lasagna. There's a lot of it. I'd be willing to share, if anyone's hungry.

[People like food. Give them food and they'll like you, right?

Maybe she should have baked cookies or a pie instead.]

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[skjalf]

Pardon me, lady, but I know not what lasagna is. Might you enlighten me?

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[unmothered]

[...she was not prepared for this.] It's a pasta dish. With cheese and sauce and meat. Very tasty.

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[skjalf]

Pasta? [ but cheese and sauce and meat sound delicious! ]

With your leave, I would like to try it.

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[ex_agoodsoldier468]

[ Jason perks up a small bit from his recent round of brooding over possible children from the future. Ahem. ]

Lasagna sounds good. Should I bring something?

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[unmothered]

...it's not necessary. But I suppose wine would be appropriate.

[brainsqueeze]

That seems to be everyone's idea lately.

[ Okay Regina's the second person Maria's seen posting about food but... shifty. What is it lately ]

[unmothered]

[Regina raises an eyebrow.] What, do people not eat in your world?

[brainsqueeze]

I don't usually have enough left over to offer it to a ship full of people.

[ Or any leftovers. Cooking for one ]

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[jondrette]

[Eponine was not going to turn down free food. That, and 'lasagna' sounded strange and wonderful and it had been slowly occurring to her that she needed to meet more people on this ship. So, here she was, peeking around the door frame.]

I should like some lasagna. Though I do not know what it is.

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[unmothered]

[Regina offers her a tight smile.] It's good. A pasta dish. Here. [She gestures at the table, which holds a glass pan filled with lasagna and some plates.] Let me serve you some, Miss...?

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[jondrette]

[She inhales.] It smells delicious, madame. Thank you.

[She moves further into the kitchen.] Jondrette. [It's what most people knew her as here.] But you may call me Eponine.

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[adhesion]

hi
do you still have any lasagna left because
i would like some

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[unmothered]

[Texting. Regina's been in the modern world long enough that she knows how, but she can't help but feel a little silly as she does it.]

Yes, there's plenty.

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[redheaded_rock]

[Speaking through a bit of laughter:]

Great minds think alike.

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[unmothered]

...what? Did you make lasagna as well?

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[redheaded_rock]

[Shaking her head:] I offered everyone pancakes.

[nightblogs]

[you have picked the right way to make friends Regina.]

Food. I hear someone's giving away food.

Hi.

[unmothered]

You heard correctly. [Regina gives him a tight smile.] I baked more lasagna than I can eat by myself, so I thought I'd share.

[nightblogs]

Lasagna's awesome. My mom also did more than we could all eat, so, I know what that's like. Sort of an expert on getting rid of the excess, y'know?

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[alionsheart]

[ As close as they've gotten in Storybrooke, Robin hasn't yet tried any of her cooking. Of course, they've been busy dealing with the threat of Zelena, and stealing kisses in between, so it's difficult to truly relax enough to enjoy a quiet dinner together.

Perhaps they can amend that now, though he's not sure how she'll receive his company. Boldness has served him well with her in the past, so rather than responding to her broadcast, Robin simply makes his way to the kitchen, keeping a distance between them, but smiling slightly nonetheless. ]

Does that offer extend to me?

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[unmothered]

[She tenses at the sound of his voice, not turning around to see him. She knows all too well what she'll see. Robin Hood. That thief that was far too handsome for his own good and had a lion tattoo. Her true love.

She inhales, trying to calm herself, before turning around with a smile.]

It was an open invitation. Of course you may have some.

video; hello reunion over lasagna y/n

[capsize]

Is this a common tactic in Storybrooke, then? Honing one's culinary skills in the face of a crisis?

[ Not that there's much of an immediate crisis at hand, being stranded in space aside. And while there has been a lot of free food on the network lately, that's not actually what Hook's interested in— more the fact that the Evil Queen's putting on a friendly face.

For his part, his acting's about half as good as hers. There's just a hint of mockery in his tone, and the smile he offers is too blatantly amused to be an honest one. ]

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[unmothered]

[Emma did the ABSOLUTE WORST job filling her in on who's here, so she looks surprised to see him. But just for a moment until her face settles into cool indifference. Whatever, Hook. Whatever.]

You don't have to have any.

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[gilding]

I take it this means you haven't found the apple trees yet.

[He'd considered not responding at all, that knowing Regina, she'd find him if she wanted to. But there's little point in avoidance, either.]

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[unmothered]

[She'd heard he was here, but it doesn't stop her from looking surprised for a fraction of a second. Not that he's here. That he's alive at all. She saw Graham. Emma told her Gold was here. But it's still strange after she saw him kill Pan and take himself out in the process.

She covers it up quickly and raises her eyebrow.]

No, I haven't. For some reason, I didn't associate orchards with space.