Jenny allowed her wrist to be taken, glancing back over her shoulder occasionally as they made their way through the house. She didn't see anyone she knew off hand; the last thing she wanted was anything going back to school about her sneaking off somewhere private with the party hostess.

When they were in Quinn's room, Jenny leaned back onto the shut door, arms clasped behind her back as she looked at the older girl. "Nothing, I just.. something happened for me lately. I just wanted to talk about some stuff.. sort of."

She glanced aside momentarily, taking in the lay of the room, basking momentarily in the familiarity of it. It might be the last time she came here. It really was a beautiful room. Nice furniture. Even the bed with it's soft sheets and sturdy bedposts. Returning her eyes to Quinn, she managed an unsure little smile. "I don't know where to start. Sorry."