Quinn was walking out of his room when he ran straight into a speeding blonde. Who, unfortunately, was not his speeding blonde. "Whoa, there, Megalicious. What's the emergency? Did you see a comma?"
Megan blinked, not quite sure what he was talking about, and looked around. "I was trying to find Hannah!" she exclaimed, standing on her tiptoes to attempt to look over his shoulder.
"Yeah, well let me know when you find her," Quinn grumbled, closing his bedroom door behind him and guiding her back to the kitchen. "Tell me Andy's here though and bearing tequila. Because I really need some tequila."
Megan bit her lip, nodding and looking worried. "Hannah's not here?" she asked, trying not to sound disappointed.
"Nope, she's here! But I think she's off with Cho. Or herself. Or the extra terrestrial who switched her for an alien," he clarified, walking into the kitchen and clapping Andy on the shoulder. "Bartender! I promised my lady love I'd only have one drink. Tequila with a splash of sour mix, if you please."