In the evening, Flower and Regina had already arrived home, but Horatio and Snow hadn't arrived yet, as they had clearly stated that it would take long for them to come back earlier, so no surprise there.
Regina had took the mangoes they picked up and plucked, and had stored it away, for the 'special something' she was planning to do, which was best known to her.
And now, they were both presently sitting down on the couch, knitting away. This time Flower was feeling much more comfortable about sitting down on the couch this time, she wasn't feeling as though she would stain or mess it up this time. Perhaps maybe because she was now starting to see things in a much more different prospective, and now feels free and good.
