You know, when I was little like you, I dreamt of the stars. I think it’s fair to say, in the language of your age, that I lived my dream. I owned the stage. Gave it a hundred and ten percent. I hope you have as much fun as I did.
I like how Regina didn’t even question the appearance of a giant murderous Snow Man. She just showed up, got shit done, and then poofed away without asking for any explanation. Like, “Oh a monster. Must be Tuesday.”