Jenny kept her pace with Quinn, shifting the bag on her shoulder occasionally. She had a feeling on where they were going, but again tried to remind herself that things didn't need to go that way if she didn't want them to. It wasn't like Quinn was going to just throw her down on the bed and go from there or something.. that had been more of a summer vacation thing.

"Things have been pretty well," Jenny replied, taking just a little long to answer. It was an easy question with hard explanation. Things were well, really great even, but just why things were going so well.. it was a little complicated. Even though she had been pretty drunk, she was sure Quinn remembered Mardi Gras. Jenny had herself so tightly wound that night, it had been a wonder she had gotten out anything she wanted to say, but even what she had gotten out hadn't come out how she planned. She needed to change that today.

Glancing briefly round the common room as they arrived at Lalaurie, Jenny kept behind Quinn as they headed for her room. "Do you remember what I asked you on Mardi Gras? Before I had to go?" she asked, once they were closer to the door, out of earshot of any students milling about.