Paperweight

chapter 15

After two very long months, the Hollidaze project is finally finished on Friday November 6th.

Holly, being Holly, is throwing a huge party – or swanky soiree as she'd called it – later in the evening, and Santana is currently sitting in the meeting room with the rest of the staff, munching on Quinn's half of the complementary chocolates Holly sent, while Quinn addresses the employees sitting around.

"So since the project is now finished, Holly is having a celebration party tonight that we are all invited to. If you'd like to attend, we're meeting here at 7.30pm, before we'll get a cab to Holly's apartment in the Upper East Side for around 8pm. I know it's kind of last minute, but Holly only informed us about it an hour ago."

"Can we bring dates?" Sebastian pipes up from where he's sitting next to Sugar.

"Yes you can." Quinn replies, smiling goofily, and oh joy, they'll have the pleasure of Rachel's company tonight.

Santana tunes out Quinn yapping about the following week when they'll be in Los Angeles, instead glancing around the room until her eyes land on a certain blonde. She can't help but smile at the way Brittany's eyes light up when Quinn announces she'll be in charge of the photography department while they're away, and she blushes slightly, looking down bashfully when Sam grins at her, giving her a thumbs up.

Brittany's just so cute sometimes. Well, all the time.

"And Santana… Santana!" Quinn pokes her in the side of the head, and Santana blinks, snapping her eyes from one blonde to another, ignoring the way Brittany starts giggling, disguising it as a cough when Sam gives her a weird look.

"What?"

Quinn sits down in the chair next to her and whispers about being professional Lopez, before repeating herself. "I said, who are you leaving in charge?"

"Oh. Uh, Tina, I take it I can trust you not to destroy my department while I'm away?" Santana says, smiling over at Tina, who rolls her eyes at the sarcasm.

"I'll do my best." She laughs.

"Okay, well, we will see you all tonight then," Quinn says, dismissing everyone with a wave of her hand as she pulls her phone out of her pocket. "Oh, and it's black tie, so try and look nice." She adds on, and Santana peers over her shoulder to see her texting Rachel. Or "Rachy-Poo" with a little emoticon of a heart after it. Christ, and she thought the cupcake was sappy.

"Bringing the hobbit as your plus one?"

"Yes, Santana, shockingly enough I am bringing my girlfriend as my plus one. Are you bringing anyone?" Quinn snipes back, not bothering to look up from her phone as she adds about fifty kisses onto the end of her text. Revolting.

"God no, don't be ridiculous." Santana replies, making sure Quinn is preoccupied with her phone before looking though the crowd of employees milling around to find Brittany. Spotting her by the door chatting with Sam and Sebastian, Santana goes to stand up, but is stopped by Quinn.

"Where are you going?"

Santana rolls her eyes. "My office, Mom. Just cause everyone else has the rest of the weekend off doesn't mean we do. I got a call yesterday from this lady called April Rhodes, she wants us to do the marketing campaign for her."

"April Rhodes, why do I recognize that name?" Quinn muses, tapping her phone against her chin in thought.

"She owns Rhodes Liquor. I think Puck buys most of his booze from there. And I think he slept with her a few months ago too."

Quinn wrinkles her nose. "Ah. Yeah, that's where I know the name from, Puck told me all the details that night we went to Blaine's for Tiramisu Tuesday."