Quinn and Santana are in the car making a long trip to see Mercedes living in Los Angeles. Why didn't they take the plane? Because Santana wanted them to do a road trip at the same time. They took two weeks of vacation each, so Santana wanted to take advantage of it.
So, that's why Santana finds herself having to drive the whole road again. Quinn does not drive because since her accident, every time she finds herself behind a steering wheel, she has a panic attack.
The problem is that after two days on the road and a very short night (Santana has always dreamed of sleeping with Quinn in a themed hotel), Santana finds herself very tired. While her girlfriend quietly reads her book next to her.
And when Santana is tired, she makes jokes. And not always funny, far from it.
Breaking the silence that had settled in the car, Santana spoke to her girlfriend. "Hey, Quinn?"
"Mhmmm." The blonde replied while continuing to read her book.
"Do you know why koalas aren't considered bears?" She asked very proud of her joke as she glanced at her girlfriend.
"Because they are marsupials." Quinn said factually without even looking up from her book.
"Because they are marsupials." Santana mocked, making a silly little voice to imitate her girlfriend. "No! It's cuz they don't have the right koalifications." Finished Santana disappointed and pouting about the fact that her joke did not work.
Her joke not having worked, Santana tried a little more romantic approach a few minutes later.
"Hey, Babe, one sentence, three words, eight letters. Say it and I'm yours."
"I'm hungry." Quinn said still without looking at her girlfriend.
Santana stared at her speechless before shrugging her shoulders. "Works too." She paused for a few seconds, time to think of another joke. "And what do you call an investigator that wants to be a detective?" When she did not received a response, the Latina continued. "An investigator." She chuckled to herself. "This is a good one."
Desperately trying to get her girlfriend's attention, Santana tried other types of jokes. Animal jokes and romantic jokes didn't work, so she tried sex jokes.
She wanted to do the "I am thirsty, and you are seventy percent of water" but that seemed too cliché and her girlfriend deserves better than a cliché sex joke.
So, she thought about it for a few minutes before she found a good one.
"Hey baby?" When she saw Quinn acknowledging her by turning her head a little, Santana continued. "They say you are what you eat. If we start now, I could be you by morning." Smirked Santana.
Quinn let out a small smile and looked at Santana. "That sounds nice."
Needless to say, Santana was very proud of her, and Quinn's reaction only encouraged Santana to think about more jokes. After a few minutes, she had another one in mind.
"Querida?"
"Yeah?"
"What's your name?"
Quinn looked up from her book, raised an eyebrow and answered not seeing where her girlfriend was going with this. "Quinn."
"Well, I'll just call you winter, because you will be coming soon." Said Santana with a devious smirk. A Game of Thrones joke mixed with a sex joke must work.
And sure enough. Quinn looked at Santana. "God damn. That's good." She whispered before putting her book in her bag.
And Santana was very happy to finally have her girlfriend's full attention.