Untitled - Quick

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By the time Quinn and Sam finished talking to everyone and taking pictures, most of their friends were gone already.

Including Puck.

"Can I walk you home?" Sam offered.

Quinn nodded. "Sure."

The two blondes packed up their things and started walking back to Quinn's apartment.

"Thanks for playing for me tonight." Quinn said. "Especially on such short notice."

"Yeah, anytime." Sam nodded.

Quinn nodded back.

"I guess everyone really liked our commercial." Sam noted.

"I didn't even think it was that popular." Quinn stated.

"Apparently, it is." Sam shrugged. "Which is cool. It'll help you keep your name out there."

"Yeah, until I book the next acting gig." Quinn nodded.

"Well, have you thought about music? 'Cause you were really good tonight." Sam told Quinn. "You could write your own music and make an album or an EP or something."

Quinn shrugged. "Yeah, I don't know. I'm not really a songwriter."

"Finn and Rachel wrote songs when we were in high school." Sam reminded Quinn. "And after you graduated, Marley wrote our original songs. You could get tips from them."

"Maybe." Quinn said.

"Or Puck." Sam added.

"We're still not exactly speaking." Quinn informed Sam.

"But he showed up tonight." Sam pointed out. "That means something."

"You don't know that." Quinn stated.

"That song was for him, wasn't it?" Sam asked. "Your shower song."

Quinn nodded slowly.

"I could tell." Sam nodded back. "Everything you sang sounded so... real. And convincing."

"Yeah, I guess." Quinn replied.

"You still love him, don't you?" Sam questioned Quinn.

"It doesn't matter." Quinn snapped, pausing as they reached her building. "Because like the song says, he's not in love with me anymore. That's over."

"Quinn, I wasn't-"

"Thanks for tonight and for walking me home." Quinn cut Sam off. "Goodnight."