"Can't you just ever call? Do I always have to run to wherever you're currently lurking?" Emma asked as she entered.
"I don't 'lurk'," Regina replied without turning her attention to Emma.
"Regina, we're literary in a crypt as we speak."
Regina turned a pointed gaze in her direction. "Well, it's hard to stare you down over the phone."
"As if that ever helped you with anything. Also, videocalls?"
"I'm too old to use those."
"You are in your thirties."
"I've been in my thirties your whole life."
"Well, my mother knows how to use them."
"So...videocalls you said?"