Rachel's entire stanz and posture showed that she was totally uncomfortable and Quinn smirked at her. Rachel looked so confused and pissed at the same time she was happy she had left her book here, this was totally worth it.
"Well they better get you out of Lima, only Cheerios are stars around here," she jibbed, "not a lot of use for little Jewish Princesses that can hit a high C," Quinn was being nasty but underneath it, she knew that if she wasn't a Cheerio that she wouldn't be anything special. She stepped back and made her way over to the piano, plopping down ungracefully onto the bench, she glared at Rachel.
"Why are you evem practicing, you know Mr. Shue is going to give you any real solo that we have," once again, it was a back handed compliment but she couldn't just say 'you've got a nice voice' either.