Rachel: Oh h-hello Quinn! You are looking very pretty today. Extremely pretty, but still, a lot more than that.....
*Rachel stares off into space with a dreamy look on her face*
Quinn: Rachel! Pay attention!
Rachel: Your lips would taste awesome.
Quinn: What did you say?
Rachel: Oh, um, nothing!
Quinn: Uhh, okay... Look, I heard that you and Finn are like engaged now.
Rachel: Yes, you heard correctly. He proposed to me the other day.
Quinn: That's lovely. Listen, I just wanted to tell you that I think you should go through with it.
Quinn: Even though just last year I told you that you were better than this town and Finn, and that you belong in New York. But now, for some unknown reason, I, Quinn Fabray, am telling you that I think you should stay in Lima, get married to Finn and throw your dreams away.
Quinn: Really? Are you fucking kidding me? Who is writing this shit?