(Quinn was in the physical therapy session, trying to stand up out of her chair. Unfortunately, she fell onto her back, nearly hurting herself. Joe ran to her, helping her up.)
Joe (kneeling down to her): Quinn! Are te okay?
Quinn (shrugs): I could be better.
Joe: What's wrong? I thought te were getting a little better with your walking.
Quinn (let down): It's not my walking.
(Joe rubs her shoulder in remorse. Quinn sits up on the floor, feeling down about the prom Queen royalty being announced.)
Joe: It's about prom queen, isn't it?
Quinn: Yeah.
Joe: It really meant that much to you?
Quinn: I never...
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