Rachel: *sniff* *sniff* Wait a minute this isn’t a gardenia. Send this garbage back, it’s not from Quinn.
Quinn: That’s definitely a baby duck.
Santana: Please Quinn. Brittany Pierce Animal Lover is my girlfriend, it’s a baby chicken.
Brittany: Actually you’re both wrong, it’s a yellow warbler.
Rachel: Ughh stop discussing animals, I just want to be closer to Quinn!
Santana: This is really starting to strain my puppy parts.
Brittany: That’s what you said last night.
Quinn: Ew why do I have to be right next to you two?!
Rachel: But Quinn we do the sa-
Quinn: Just get me down from here! I don’t want to discuss this!
Rachel: Come out of the clouds, Q. Come be with me instead.
Quinn: You’re so dramatic. All I said was I can’t go with you to the opening of that new show tonight.
Santana: I’m so happy we’re all here.
Brittany: *death stares Quinn* If you ever have sex with Santana again I’ll tell everyone you screamed Rachel’s name.
Quinn: I’ve already told you I was sorry and that it will never happen again.
Rachel: I DREAMED A DREAAA-
Quinn: Stop singing. Go to sleep.
“You have nothing to be scared of. You are a very pretty girl, Quinn. Prettiest girl I’ve ever met, but you are a lot more than that.”
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Rachel: I feel prettyyy, oh so prettyyy. I feel pretty and witty and—
Quinn: Rachel stop! There’s people around…
Rachel: I was just going to say bright Quinn.
Quinn: I love your nose, Rachel.