First Floor Lobby, All Day, Tuesday

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Quinn didn't mind prom ticket-selling duty, even if the prom court ballot was a sore reminder of Fandom's utterly insane policy of limiting Prom Queen status to seniors only.

It was like they wanted Quinn to be miserable, or at least to be old and gray before she got a tiara of her own.

Still, she'd paste on a smile as she sat at the table and flipped through the prom issue of YM. It was lobbying for next year; she had to at least pretend to be gracious.

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Re: Chat with Quinn [Lobby 4/12]

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"Red looks good on you," Quinn answered, deciding she liked it when Puck looked this astonished. "I'll set it up. Just know you are a very, very lucky boy."

Re: Chat with Quinn [Lobby 4/12]

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"I already knew that," he said, because he knew his correct line here, and leaned in to kiss her because he was generally allowed to do so.

Re: Chat with Quinn [Lobby 4/12]

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He was generally allowed to because he was really, really good at it. Quinn stood a bit for a better angle and ran one affectionate hand over the back of his head.

Re: Chat with Quinn [Lobby 4/12]

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He nipped at her lower lip, just enough to tease a little, and pulled back. "Get the hotel room," he requested, smirking slightly at her as he reached to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. "And I'll make the flower thing happen."

Re: Chat with Quinn [Lobby 4/12]

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"You better," Quinn grinned back at him, equally teasing, and there was this weird jelly thing going on with her knees that meant she should probably take her seat. "We'll have fun."

Even if she wouldn't be Queen.