[ quinn's perched on the couch when they arrive, dressed in pink yoga pants and a plain white tank top, hair twisted at the back of her head in a lazy bun. she's been vegging all day, watching movies and snacking on a bowl of popcorn she popped earlier. after a quick jog this morning, she'd decided that staying in after yesterday's kissfest was probably a good idea. who knew if those bots were really gone for good or not, and knowing her terrible luck, she'd be the one who'd manage to find one of the stragglers.
she sits up and turns around to peer over the back of the couch when rebekah opens the door. ] Hey, you've-- [ oh. that's not a face she recognizes. ] Brought company.