Breaking up with Quinn was a bitch, figuratively and otherwise. After gathering up his courage, he came up to her locker weeks after Regionals, and the look on his face was enough for Quinn to begin accusing him of various crimes. After denying that he cheated on her with Rachel and Santana, Finn took a deep breath. He told her slowly. "Quinn, I don't think we work. I loved you, sort of, back before the whole Beth disaster, but um… now? Now you act just like back when you were pretending the baby was mine. You yell and criticize, and it's not okay." She shrieks. She offers him sex. She demands to know if it's because the "Hermaphrodite Hobbit" seduced him- and that's when he grabs her wrist firmly enough for her to stop her tirade. "Quinn, stop it. Have you ever noticed that you pick on Rachel more than ever- even though she was there for you when even I wasn't able to? Do you think it's actually okay for you to make someone feel that bad about them self? She wanted your NOSE Quinn! Is that normal? Who the hell do you think you are, ruining her self esteem like that?" Finn knows he's lost his footing within his anger, so he lets her rage. Quinn is surprisingly quiet though. She doesn't say anything for a moment and instead just toys with a ring on her finger. Finally she frowns, and murmurs in the voice he once found sexy, "Do you think Sam has a chance as my Prom King?" He can't help but laugh at her- her priorities and her obsession with social status. Finn was about to turn around and walk to the choir room to Rachel when Quinn stops him. "Finn… I know what happened at Regionals. I know what you're thinking- I did go out with you for almost 2 years. I don't know why but I just knew that her solo was going to ruin our relationship… I inspired it, did you know that? I told her to get it right; I told her that you were going to stay with me in Lima, just getting by. She didn't accept that. She wants more for you. I can respect that." With that she turns, and all he can see is the once captivating Cheerio's pony tail, with three perfect curls bouncing up and down as she strutted down the halls. Sighing, Finn walks away. He's too tired to try to win Rachel today; he'd probably screw it up. Instead he drives home to have a lady chat with Kurt, and enjoy a mug of warm milk.