"No, really - I feel terrible that I left them." Damnit. Hannah's list had been so specific about the nachos. And she'd left them, mostly made, in Hannah's kitchen. Stupid. "What do you have in your fridge? I can make something up in a matter of minutes, you know." She shot a quick look at Quinn, who was giving her an intense surveying stare, and it made her heart pound harder. She was blowing it already, and she had only just barely gotten there.