Not a Date

Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee and Ryan Murphy came up with the original idea. Not remotely mine but this story idea was.
Pairing/Character: Quinn, Rachel
When/Where: AU. In NYC.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 36 of 100 )

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"Sit," Quinn told her nervous roommate, splashing the water with her hand. "What did you want to ask me?" She said, shifting slightly in the water, causing Rachel to look away, blushing. Quinn wasn't sure what it said about herself that she found Rachel's behavior since she discovered her past modeling ventures to be amusing.

"Would you like to have dinner with me on Saturday?" Rachel asked. "I have a matinee and then a dinner break before the evening show,"

"A date?" Quinn asked in a teasing voice.

"Us? A date?" Rachel squeaked. "No, just dinner with a friend."

"Of course," Quinn said, nodding. "We're both straight, so, not a date."

"I prefer not to label myself at the moment," Rachel said firmly. "Although I haven't had any relationships with women in the past, I prefer to keep my options open."

"Got it," Quinn said. "No labeling. And dinner. I can handle that. Could you hand me that washcloth?" she asked, sitting up.

"Quinn," Rachel groaned.

"Yeah?" Looking over at Rachel, she had one hand holding out a washcloth, and the other once more covering her eyes.

"Sorry," Quinn said, grabbing the washcloth and leaning back down into the water.