"Let's find out," she said decisively, and then pushed up from the table to go to the bar.

She returned a few minutes later with a bottle, two shot glasses, a plate of limes and a shaker of salt. Regina didn't need the "training wheels." She just liked the salt and tart with the sharp. It suited her.

While pouring two shots, she explained, recalling Emma's instructions aloud, "Lick it, stick it, slam it, suck it," and then proceeded to demonstrate. Savoring the burn and bite, she poured herself another. "Your turn."