One step forward, ten steps back.
Consider it your new nickname then since you like it so much.
…I- I don’t like it. I’m just saying it’s much nicer than Man-hands or Treasure Trail.
Sure you can. Well, now most of Lima’s resident’s see you as dinner, Short Stack.
That… is actually true.
Call me whatever you please, Quinn, at this point I’m more than used to it. If you’re trying to rill me up so I’ll miss my shots, you are going to be very disappointed. Actually that is the nicest name you’ve called me. I’ll go as far as saying I find it cute.
You keep telling yourself that, Berry. Upstairs probably has the best vantage point and is the safest. We boarded up the downstairs and I don’t want to go walking around outside while our friends aren’t here, just in case.
Perfect. I can prove to you that my exceptional aim was not a fluke.
Whatever you say Quinn, I know for a fact that many people think my size is adorable… or they used to, at least…
That’s pretty funny, Short Stack. Let’s just see what you can do. Maybe we can clean up the streets a bit for when Mike and Santana come back.
I’ll have you know that I am of a completely average stature! Hmph.
But yes, Mike and Santana will be back soon so we might as well leave a safe path for them. Are we shooting from the upstairs window?
What do you think we’re shooting at, Berry? I figure this will be a good chance for us to see if it was just a fluke that you didn’t take my head off the other day.
You want to make this a competition, Fabray? Because you must know Rachel Berry never backs down from a challenge.
Oh. So now you’re speaking to me.
…fine. What are we shooting at?
I’m going to do something productive, like keep watch. I wish I had taken a book with me or something because I need to keep my mind off of things.
It’s better if you don’t. Worry about yourself.
Fine! I will!
Well, we all are, Berry. You think I imagined myself swinging an axe or being bait for cannibalistic creatures that I only ever imagined from horror movies? This situation is far from fucking ideal.
Well excuse me for worrying about you, Quinn. Next time I won’t bother.
