The senior let out a small laugh when Jenny offered to let her borrow the book, and she shook her head. "No thanks, doll," her nickname for the girl always rolled so easily off her tongue. "I'd rather curl up with a good horror novel, though. You like emotional, I prefer to scare myself into a stupor with the right book." Unfortunately, Quinn rarely had that pleasure. She'd read too many horror novels for her own good.

Jenny pointed out her presence in the library and she shrugged. She held up the book she had found, though made it a point to keep the spine out of the blonde's view. There was no need for Jenny to know Quinn was looking up something that could possibly be questionable in nature. Well, about as questionable as it could be when it wasn't locked up in the restricted section.

"No dare, I'm here for my own pursuit. Couldn't find what I needed at that new bookstore on campus, so I had to suffer this place." Quinn gave Jenny a questioning look. Nothing suggestible... yet. "You care to find someplace a little less stuffy, or do you prefer hiding behind your sunglasses?"