Rachel: Dads just left my dressing room and Daddy's parting words were, "At least we'll have enough kleenex between to the two of us tonight while we watch our only daughter 'die' on stage. Last night your father had to use his sleeve because Quinn stole them all."
Rachel: Also, thank you for spending a lovely morning with me... I hope your work day is uneventful
Quinn: At least I'm a pretty crier. And your dad is lying because I'm pretty sure we all wished we *brought* Kleenex.
Quinn: I bet you killed last night. And you'll kill tonight. And tomorrow. And the day after. I'm pretty sure the police are just going to arrest you for slaughter by the time reviews are in.