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Pairing/Character: Rachel, Quinn
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 90 of 100 )
Quinn observed her roommate through the glass lobby doors for a minute, to the side of traffic moving through the building metal detector. She hadn't seen her acting this excited sober since high school.
"She yours?" Hank, the security guard asked, when it looked like she was just going to watch Rachel dance around outside.
"My roommate," Quinn said, nodding.
"If she isn't coming in, you'll need to go out there," he said. "Someone is going to think she's casing the joint."
"Casing the joint?" Quinn squeaked. He just winked at her and pointed to the door. "I'm going! I'm going." Adjusting her purse, she strode through the door.
"Quinn!" Rachel said excitedly, practically pouncing on her. "Come on," she said grabbing Quinn's hand.
"You're in a good mood," Quinn said, letting Rachel pull her down the street. "What's up?"
"I can't just be happy to see you?" she said, directing them into a small hole-in-the-wall Italian restaurant.
"Yes," Quinn said, joining Rachel in a booth. "You can be happy, but you're being Extra-Berry right now."
"Extra-Berry?" Rachel frowned at her, her head tilted slightly.
"Well?" Quinn prodded.
"I got the part!" Rachel said, excitedly.