She's nervous, honestly. More nervous than she thinks she should be. Her mind reminds her that it's just Quinn. But her heart is singing 'Quinn! Quinn! Quinn!'. Taking a deep breath, Rachel steps around the wall she'd been leaning against ; gathering courage. With far less confidence than she's used to when dealing with almost anyone else, Rachel heads towards Quinn's table in the library. She recognizes ear buds in the blonde's ears, so knocks against the thick wood of the table, assuming Quinn will pick up the vibrations. Putting on her brightest smile when Quinn pulls them out and looks up at her with her eyebrow raised. They're talking to each other again, but they aren't as close as they were, and no where near as close as Rachel thinks they could and should be, but they're getting there again.

"Rachel hi. What's up with those?" Quinn points her pen towards the bouquet of Daisies, Sunflowers, and Forget-me-nots in Rachel's left hand.

" Hello Quinn, these are for you. I've come to request some of your time. I wish to take you on a date." Rachel extends out her arm, waiting for Quinn's gorgeous half smile/smirk and an affirmative answer.

"You're asking me on a date?" she takes the flowers, smelling them for a moment before giving Rachel that confident smile she'd been waiting for.

"I am. I think you were right. And that you deserve to have someone to take you out on a hopefully perfect date. I would like to be that someone. Will you go out with me Quinn? You've yet to give a definitive answer." Quinn reaches up and pulls Rachel's face down, placing an innocent kiss against her cheek.

"Of course I will. And these are beautiful, Rachel thank you."

"Great! And your welcome Quinn. I'm sure you're aware of their meaning. But in case you aren't Quinn, I love you, Ok? The date will take place Saturday afternoon, I'll be there to pick you up at noon, so be ready. I'm so excited! I'll talk to you later Quinn. Much to do."

"I can tell. Where are you off to?"

"I have to inform San and Britt of my success. They were rooting for me. And they're helping me plan. Santana insisted on it, actually.

"Of course she did." Rachel lent down, placed a chaste kiss against Quinn's willing lips, and then skipped out of the library. The smile it left on Quinn's lips felt huge. She thought that maybe, finally, things were falling into place.