"How do you think I'd look as a redhead?"
"Better than black, worse than brunette." Kurt looked up from where he was buffing his nails. "You looking to make a change?"
Quinn shrugged. "Maybe."
"Did something happen?"
"Why do you assume something happened?"
"The cut in New York, the pink, nose ring, Ryan Seacrest, ringing any bells?"
She glared at him. "What's your point?"
"My point is that you should come over, eat cheesecake, and tell me all about it," he offered. "If you still feel like it, I'll dig up my gloves and shower cap. Sound good?"
"Sounds great."