Quinn Fabray sits in the living room of her luxurious Manhattan penthouse, drinking expensive scotch. She's looking out her window, down at the streets of New York.
"Mistress Quinn?" A calm voice from behind her ask
Quinn snaps out of her trance and turns to face her butler, Wilfred, the man is in his late 50s to early 60s.
"Yes, Wilfred?" Quinn asks
"In deep thought again, were you, madam?"
"Just thinking" Quinn says with a shrug
"Your sister, Kitty is waiting for you downstairs, madam."
"Tell her I'll be down in a few minutes." Quinn says
"Will do, madam." Wilfred says with a nod.
Wilfred leaves the room, and Quinn finishes her scotch, before heading down to the lobby.
"Hey hey, Sissy!" Kitty cheerfully exclaims as her sister approaches, she opens up her arms, giving Quinn a hug
"Hey, Kit, how was Aruba?" Quinn asks
Kitty had recently vacationed to Aruba for two weeks
"Really good!" Kitty replies
"So, shall we?" Quinn ask, gesturing to the door
Kitty nods and the blonde sisters exit the building and get into the parked limo.
"So how have you been, Q?" Kitty ask
"Good, been busy at work." Quinn says
Quinn works as a saleswoman at her father's real estate company, of course people accused her of only being hired because she was the boss's daughter, but Quinn quickly proved to be a talented saleswoman.
Kitty simply hums
"You know I think you should reconsider taking that job in Dad's company."
"Sissy, we've been over this, I'm not the businesswoman type like you are."
Kitty was always the wild child of the family, Quinn was clearly their father's favorite and he wanted her to take over the business when he retired. Kitty was their Mom's favorite.
Soon, the limo parks outside a club.
The two enter a bar, it was crowded, music playing, and people dancing.
"Get us drinks, Q!" Kitty shouts directly into Quinn's ear.
Quinn goes up to the bar, a gorgeous Latina is working
"Two Daiquiris please!" Quinn shouts, the Latina makes her the drinks and hands them to Quinn, Quinn feels an odd sensation.
Throughout the night Kitty and Quinn dance and drink, after an hour, Quinn goes to the bathroom, she takes a minute to recompose herself
"Long night?" Quinn turns to see the same Latina from the bar,
"Uh, yeah, I'm here with my sister, she's much more of a party girl than I am."
"What's your name?"
"Quinn, Quinn Fabray."
"Of Fabray Real Estate?"
"That's my father's company, yes."
Santana nods approvingly
"Well, I'm Santana, Santana Lopez."
Santana, Quinn decides that's her new favorite name
"You know, I think your my type, Ms Fabray,"
A smile spreads across Quinn's face
"Are you flirting with me, Santana?"
"Depends, are you into ladies?"
"Yes, yes I am."
"Then yes."
Santana takes a piece of paper and writes something on it
"Here's my number."
Quinn takes it with a smirk.
Quinn goes out of the bathroom and walks over to her sister
"Hey, what took you so long, had to go number 2?" Kitty ask
"No, I met someone." Quinn replies
"Who?!"
"A beautiful brunette woman! I even got her number"
"You go, Sissy!" Kitty says