"Oh sweetie, say something," her mother begs.
Quinn stands perfectly still for a moment, mentally verifying what is going on.
Yep. This is happening.
"My water just broke," she replies quietly, before rounding on the dressing room.
"PUCK!" she shouts. He looks up from his celebratory dip. "It's time!"
A misunderstanding that could have cost him his life, he checks his watch. "2:30," he replies, and turns back to his meal.
She grabs his wrist and snarls, "My water just broke, you moron! It's time!"
His eyes go wide, his face, oddly pale for him, and he gulps. "Oh crap."