Los Angeles? How was that even possible? Unless someone had drugged her and put her on a bus, then thrown her into the park or...something. Quinn wouldn't put it past Rachel to do something like that, then again Rachel had nothing to gain from doing that now, plus the brunette wasn't that mean. Finn wasn't smart enough to pull of something like this, and Quinn couldn't imagine anyone else doing something like this. There were of course her parents, but that would require acknowledging her existence - and the baby's, and Quinn was positive she was dead to them.
"Before this?" Quinn wrinkled her brow slightly. "Lima, Ohio. And it was 2009."
Year? That was definitely a strange question, it would be just her luck that the first person she talk to be crazy wouldn't it?
Maybe this was a dream then, a very realistic one. And this woman was going to be some sort of voice of reason or something.
Just so long as she didn't say keep the baby, or get together with Puck, Quinn would be happy. Or as happy as she could be.
[ooc: *facepalm* This is what I get for drinking waaaay to much coffee and getting way to little sleep, because I'd rather watch movies till 3 in the morning, lol]