"Quinn. We know you're in here. Would you stop running already?"
"What's so bad about running?" she replied sullenly as Santana and Brittany dropped on either side of her.
"Because it doesn't solve anything. The problem will still be there," Brittany said quietly, fingers slowly tangling in blonde strands.
"For Christ's sake, Q, you're acting as if you've been dating for months and she just sprung this on you out of the blue! What you need to do is buck up, wine and dine, and then go get your girl. Starting with a few changes I think you might enjoy."
