"Ho-ly shit." Quinn said in awe staring up at the ceiling of the Bellagio as Rachel booked their room for the night.

"Your welcome!" she smiled brightly, handing the young clerk at the counter an autograph and receiving a set of room cards in return.

"C'mon!" Rachel said grabbing Quinn's hand and dragging her though the crowded lobby, dodging the already drunk hotel guests. Girls dressed in short animal print dresses, men dressed in black skinny jeans and heavy eye liner, and parents guiding children through the freaks all looked around the hotel with awe.

The two girls entered a golden elevator with an old man dressed in a white tux, a girl on each arm who could have easily passed for a hooker.

'Well,' Quinn thought 'this is Vegas alright...'

On the top floor the elevator stopped and Quinn and Rachel exited, took a left, and at the end of the hallway stuck a key card in the door labeled S24. The door beeped and opened for the girls, displaying a beautiful suite overlooking the strip.

"Wow..." Rachel said breathily, dropping her purse on the floor and walking to the wall-sized window on the far side of the room. The bell boy came in a second later, red faced and breathing heavily from pushing the 8 heavy suitcases to the room.

"Here!" Rachel said eccentrically handing the man a $20.

"Thank YOU!" he smiled wide and shook her hand, and pleased with his tip left the room.

Quinn shut the door behind him and sighed "Rachel, this place is beautiful!" Rachel skipped around the rooms humming a Barbra Streisand song to herself. Quinn did the same, slowly taking herself through each room when she realized something.

"Wait- there's only one bed..." she stated.

"Oh yeah," Rachel said nonchalantly "I figured it was no big deal I mean I doubt we will get much sleep anyway!"

Quinn's jaw dropped momentarily, then she licked her lips, enjoying the thought in her head.

"Oh...OH!" Rachel said, realizing the implications of her words "That's not what I meant! I meant that-that we would be too busy having fun in the casinos and such to sleep tonight. Not that we would be too busy having se- doing other things to prevent us from getting sleep."

Quinn smirked and took off her black tshirt, throwing it towards the small brunette, hitting her in the face.

"Gimme one of those suitcases you packed for me. If were doing this, I might as well go all out for your sake."

Rachel shook her head and glanced away from the half-naked blonde and grabbed the biggest black suitcase. She dug through it and grabbed a short simple strapless black dress and a pair of strappy black stilettos.

"Here you are..." Rachel said handing the girl the clothes, facing away from the bare breasts.

Quinn laughed "Like you haven't seen boobs before, Rach."

"Well," Rachel said hesitantly still looking away "I don't want to stare. Not- Not that I WOULD stare! I mean, your boobs are great! Not that I like boobs I'm just saying I'm sure they are great for someone who likes those! But-"

"Berry stop rambling."

"Ok." Rachel said in defeat.

"Look at me."

"What?" Rachel gasped.

"Just get it over with, I know you want to look so just get it over with." Rachel slowly turned around, eyes tightly shut.

"Rachel!" Quinn snapped and the brunettes eyes popped open, instantly growing larger at the sight. Quinn's B sized perfect breasts were right there, only a few feet away. Her jaw dropped and she stuttered.

"Quinn I-I-I don't even, I don't like that...I don't like girls...I mean...I need a drink." she walked away and opened the mini-bar. Quinn groaned in defeat and walked into the huge bathroom.