Lobby: Tuesday, All Day [ 12/14 ] - StuCo Coffee Bar!

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

It was a sleepy Quinn who got to the lobby and eyed the pastries on the coffee cart across the lobby from the Christmas tree with suspicion. Eventually, she selected an apple danish and prepared to pick at it while she texted back and forth with Brittany. Studying felt lame.

Still, she had to admit the cart looked awesome. There was tons of coffee (and other hot beverages), pastries, and extra pens and paper for anyone who might need one before class. A sign the definitely needed more glitter was hung on the cart, reading: GOOD LUCK ON YOUR FINALS, FROM YOUR STUDENT COUNCIL REPRESENTATIVES.

[OOC: Grab snaaaacks! Or talk to Quinn. Or ... whatever.]

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[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Hey, Alex was the president so it was his job to check on this sort of thing, right? Right. Or maybe he was just coming down because he was bored, half asleep and done with his finals.

"You look hard at work," he remarked, heading for the coffee.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Completely," Quinn said, barely glancing up. "I'm trying to figure out if my friend is telling me about real life, or a dream she had. She gets confused."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah? What's she telling you that's making it difficult to figure out?" Alex asked, getting himself some coffee and immediately starting in on it. Idly, he picked up a muffin to go with it. Free breakfast was awesome.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"According to Brittany," Quinn said, "the glee club is making an ad where they're all flipping on mattresses and singing Van Halen. In matching pajamas."

She flashed a slight smile. "What do you think? True, or too much ice cream before bed?"

Yes, she'd met monsters the other day, but this was what weirded her out.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex actually stopped to think about that one for a minute. On the one hand, it wasn't too strange. On the other, well, Quinn's friend wasn't on the island.

"Sounds like a lawsuit waiting to happen. Can any school be that fun?" Alex asked, mostly rhetorically. "Sounds like a dream to me."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"This is what I'm saying," Quinn nodded, pleased he agreed. "Plus, would a bunch of teenagers jumping around and singing make you want to buy a mattress?"

Not that Quinn was sure what actually made people buy mattresses, but that was besides the point.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Nah. Besides, any store I've been in where there are mattress, most of the employees bitch at you like you've just set something on fire if you even touch a mattress."

Well, he'd tried taking naps on them before so maybe he wasn't telling the whole truth.

"Doesn't seem like they'd want kids jumping on them and maybe breaking them."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Right," Quinn agreed, setting her phone aside. "It's a dumb story. Of course, if I tell her how I spent my weekend, she'll think I'm dreaming too. It's a balance."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Were you actually out in whatever that crap was?" Alex asked, a little surprised. He wouldn't have thought Quinn the type.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I was going nuts from being stuck inside, they got Puck -- and occasionally I'm an idiot," Quinn explained. "It was mostly more weird than dangerous, though. Nothing like as bad as that place we went this summer."

"You stayed put?" She wasn't judging. It would have been smarter.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, for the most part," Alex said, shrugging. "Last time I went out in something like this, I ended up in some irradiated world that I didn't wanna go back to."

That fucking place sucked.

"Puck -- " He tried to say the name without sounding too disdainful. " -- make it back okay?"

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Once I convinced him he didn't want to spend the rest of his life surrounded by creepy goblins?" Quinn asked. "Yeah, he's fine. As always. Anybody you're friends with get kidnapped?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I think I knew a few people but nobody close, no," Alex said, shrugging. "Guess I got lucky this time around. Why the hell was it hard to convince him he didn't want to bunk with goblins?"

Seriously? Goblins were gross.

"Puck can't be that...dumb."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn's face said he could be and, in fact, frequently was. "He's an idiot unless it's about sports, video games or hitting on girls," she said, matter-of-factly, before continuing in a more thoughtful vein.

"But there was more going on. It was like he thought the things there cared about him more than anybody out here does. Like he's lonely." her tone was lighter on that, and more sympathetic.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

For once, Alex refrained from making a joke about that. It was tough but he managed.

"He would have had a hard time hitting on girls," Alex finally said, making a face. "I don't even think they have the right parts."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn groaned. "And now I am going to be wondering if there are boy and girl goblins for the rest of the day. Thanks, Alex."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Hey, it's not my fault!" Or it was but Alex didn't care. "You don't think you would have tried? I think he'd try, at least. I mean, if anything, he'd try just so he could brag."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I think he'd work his way through Emma and Cara and Karla and whoever else was down there with them, then he might try," Quinn said, face buried in her hands. "And that is disgusting."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"I dare you to ask him next time," Alex joked, smirking. "Guys are wired pretty easily. Maybe it'd be like beer goggles. After awhile, they'd start looking good."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I just might," Quinn said. "So how long would it take you to start crushing on goblins, if you'd been down there?"

He'd said 'guys', after all.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex should have seen that coming but he hadn't. He made a face and stalled by draining half the cup of coffee he was still holding.

"Depends," he finally said. "If the girl goblins were hot, maybe a few months. I'm an open minded kinda guy."

Ew.

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Then I'm sorry we didn't bring one back to be your girlfriend," Quinn informed him. "People are open-minded here. I doubt anyone would give you a hard time."

Ew.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"It's the thought that counts," Alex joked and then gagged just to show what he thought of actually being with a girl goblin. Ew ew ew. "I heard the dude who was leading the whole thing was kind of...flamboyant."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"He had giant hair and really tight pants," Quinn said. "And Peter Bishop had this whole speech memorized to say to him, that's, like, supposed to be creep repellent? And he just laughed at us and made us do more crap so we could go home."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Funny that you remember the tight pants, Quinn," Alex teased, smirking. "How tight were they?"