Emma walked in to see Regina sitting on the bed, wearing nothing but one of Emma's white button-down shirts, her things smooth and long against the sheets.

"I think I've found something," Regina said, rifling through the stack of papers in her lap.

"I think you should wear my clothes more often," Emma said, smiling.

Regina smiled back, but said, "No distractions, Sheriff. I have a lead for you to follow."

"All work and no play makes for a dull mayor."

"Oh, we both know that I know how to play, and the last thing on your mind last night was that I'm dull."

Emma rolled her eyes. "Fine. I'll chase down the lead. But you owe me a nice romantic evening when the case is solved."

"I think I can make that compromise," Regina said.

"All right. Show me the files."