"I think I could be scarier than Graham," she muses, swirling her glass. The last few drops of whiskey cling there, collecting amber-colored light and sending their heady sweet scent into the air.

It's all kind of absurd, anyway, just a way to try and cheer Mary Margaret up. Mary Margaret, who will probably continue to defend David even when she won't admit that having feelings for him doesn't make her wrong.

It just makes her unlucky.

"But I think you've got this one."

Mary Margaret doesn't think of herself as particularly strong, but Emma knows the truth. It's there in the little lift of her chin, the way she straightens her shoulders when she realizes they've been curling in on her.

Plus, she's got Emma, who isn't kidding about backup even if it isn't the kind she's joking about.