If Regina wasn’t as disappointed and borderline pissed off as she was over everything she might have been more amused at Eve’s deflection. And just how much like her mother Eve truly was. Conversation deflection was something that Chapin was quite good at. And ironically so was she and most of the Locksley's. One might even consider it a family trait. But, Regina, was far to upset to find any amusement. All she wanted right now was to get the two of them home, deliver the longest lecture she had ever given and then go to bed for a few hours. “Yes, we did. And it went very well. Your grandfather and I both agree that she is lovely. Now, seeing as we’ve gotten that out of the way. Give me your hand. We’re going home”