Quinn bit down on her lower lip. "We got off on the wrong foot, and I just want to apologise for that. You and I did a whole lot of judging back in high school and I guess when you get met with old faces from the past, it's a bit harder to shake old habits. Kurt would probably bitchslap me if he saw me in action right. Actually, he could well bitchslap me just for lingering here and sticking my nose into his business, but it's basically on top of the job description for fag hags. Do you think we could clear the slate and start again?" She leaned forward and gave him a brief hug. "It's actually nice to see you, and see that you didn't... stay how you were in school. Fags are clearly good for you," she teased with a laugh.

She pulled her lips to the side as she sat and then took a sip of her juice. "I don't think he'll find sex on the cards with Kurt any time in the direct immediate future..." she had to offer, albeit cryptically. "Oh hell, us hags want our hags hooked up. It's like a life mission or something, but we just picked the hardest fag to deal with in that sense. Blaine seems like a total sweetheart, and Kurt's smitten. I know he is. I guess that's why I pulled a ninja and got in Blaine's face in the park. I sort of wanted to interrogate him a little and get to know him to see what we were playing with. But he's just so adorable and sweet and tiny. He really is tiny, isn't he? Just so long as I know his heart is in the right place, and so are his intentions, I think I can cope."