"Quinn," The Doctor said, as he slipped into the opposite side of the booth, "this is Amy. I brought her with me to help you work out.. whatever you people do when you’re on a date."
“Hey, you’re the cheerleader then? He’s told me about you. Don’t people get weirded out when they see you hanging around with a creepy old man?”
“Oy! I’m not old.”
“You’re nine hundred and thirteen.”
“Nine hundred and twelve.”
“Never stopped you from trying to seduce me.”
Quinn shook her head as she looked between the two, they seemed to have completely forgotten she was even there. She cleared her throat and they both quickly looked back to her, the smile they’d shared gone.
“Sorry. So you need help with a date?” Amy asked. Quinn nodded awkwardly, looking away.
"It’s with this girl from my school, Rachel, I’m not exactly used to being the one doing the wooing.."