Quinn smiles as she finally turns into the Berry driveway turning off the ignition and gracefully exiting the car, only to trip over her own feet when she hears a dog barking coming from the inside of the Berry residence.
Knowing that there was pretty much no way that Rachel would make a split second decision about owning a pet, the blonde was convinced there was someone in the house who wasn't there this morning.
Furrowing her brow she continues walking up the porch steps as she tries to remember if they were supposed to be meeting anyone, and if so who it could possibly be that would bring their pet.
She clears her throat slightly as she opens the door, "Rachel?"
She hears the sound of quick scrambling and then the fast paced pounding of paws on hardwood floors and suddenly right before is Spartacus, tail wagging and tongue lolling, followed closely by her brunette.
Rachel's wearing a large smile and her eyes light up as soon as they make contact with the blonde's.
"Hey baby, how was service?"
Quinn wraps her arms around Rachel tightly even though the dog is kind of in between them making it somewhat difficult to give the brunette a proper hug, she laughs lightly anyway, "It was good. Mom say hi back and told me to tell you she misses you. You know if you want I can set up a play date for the two of you."
Quinn grins cheekily, but when Rachel looks to be actually considering it her eyes widen until Rachel laughs and starts pulling her behind her towards the kitchen, "Don't be silly sweetheart. If we're going to hang out you'll definitely need to be there too."
Quinn smiles easily until she just so happens to look down at their intertwined hands and sees what looks to be slightly irritated skin around her wrist, but before she can think to ask, Rachel is pulling her attention to the lady sat on one of the chairs.
"Mrs. Hannigan you've met Quinn."
The blonde smiles at the older woman and politely shakes her hand, "How've you been Mrs. Hannigan?"
She smiles back at the blonde, "I've been wonderful dear. Sparks has got me trying to get more active now even though he'd rather choose lounging than jogging."
Quinn chuckles politely and grins when she sees the aforementioned dog come barreling into the kitchen only to skid across the floor only to be stopped by the far end cupboard. The resulting thump causes Quinn to bite her lip to stop from laughing once she sees the older woman jump up and rush to the dog, "Spartacus! You silly dog, you need to be careful."
Rachel smiles but subtly nudges the blonde beside her who is still having trouble controlling herself, "You would think after all the times that's happened, he'd remember by now."
Quinn snorts and covers it with a cough and says, "Or else getting knocked into the cupboard knocks the thoughts right out of him."
Rachel giggles as Mrs. Hannigan laughs and nods, "That could be it too. Rachel sweetheart, I think I'm going to go take him home. Maybe let him relax a bit after that slide."
Quinn chuckles, "I'd actually give that slide an 8.3, the initial slide pose was great but the follow through this time just didn't cut it."
Rachel this time is the one to try and hold herself back from bursting out laughing, while Mrs. Hannigan shakes her head smiling at the two.
"Take care you two. And you might want to get your hand looked at dear. It looks to be coloring."
With that she puts Spartacus' leash back on and sees herself out.
