Special Agent
Feb. 10th, 2012 09:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
griefofdawnPairing/Character: Quinn, Rachel
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 68 of 100 )
Quinn stared at the business card, compulsively turning it over in her hand. She had no desire to get back into modeling, for any reason, but Rachel's agent hadn't taken no for an answer.
"Hey," Rachel said, sitting down next to her. "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm happy with my life," Quinn said. "You know that, right?"
"I'd assumed so," Rachel said, "but it isn't something we've really talked about."
"I've modeled. No desire to do that again," Quinn said, ripping the card into small pieces.
"You didn't have to do that," Rachel said. "What if you wanted to go on a date? Now you don't have her number."
"A date?" Quinn stared at Rachel. "With your agent?"
"I'm pretty sure that's why she gave you her card."
"Where did you get that idea?" Quinn asked.
"The flirting?"
"She was just being friendly," Quinn said, thinking about the last hour.
"She couldn't take her eyes off of you!" Rachel said.
"Jealous?" Quinn asked, kiddingly.
"Me? No!" Rachel protested, jumping up. "Why would I be jealous?"
"She's scary tall, like Finn. Just your type."
"She's not my type," Rachel vehemently denied.
Quinn had a feeling she was missing something important.