"No." Regina shook her head minutely, then lowered her gaze to where her fingertips smoothed the edges of the frilled paper cocktail napkin (another mysterious regular delivery) against the tabletop. "'Shitty' is the wrong word. Awkward is better. Some people have the knack of smiling, asking the right questions, making people feel like what they're saying is important. It's not a skill required of a queen."

She sighed then pinched her shoulders forward in a small shrug. "I'm learning to appreciate other peoples' happiness. I just do it best from a distance." Glancing up again, she gave him a wry, self-knowing smile. "Et voila, note."

It was both true and not. She assumed she'd learn to appreciate 'baby pictures' if she took the time to practice. At the moment, she didn't unless the baby in question was hers, or perhaps the god-child Swan and Hook would eventually have given her.