It was a pity they could only rely on Irish to avoid getting into another situation like this; it was, by far, Quinn's least favorite of the four she knew, but in the end it wouldn't matter. She would be needing to avoid this apartment for the near future anyway. Either United would win and Quinn would never want to see Oliver's face (among other things) again, or the Falcons would win and the keeper would be the sorest loser in the country. And she was still bitter that Elias had set her up in the first place that his slight annoyance at this situation didn't exactly compare.
"I don't know why you're even bothering to ask that question, Elias," Quinn replied with a smile. Though now that she was down one lucky charm, she wasn't feeling quite as confident about the match as she had previously. Never mind that she and Oliver had a couple side bets of their own, including one about which side Elias would be sitting on, considering that he had now been gifted with season tickets to the United matches as well.
She held her tongue as Alex and Elias started planning their next get together, deciding that her opinions would be more well received when she and Alex were alone. She especially didn't want them getting friendly at the match when they were supposed to be paying attention to her, especially considering what had happened at the last match they had been seated together for.
She followed her brother as he stood up, finally grateful for his presence there and for finding them an excuse to bow out of the whole situation. She'd make it up to Elias eventually, even though she was definitely not at fault for anything here, and she would double check everyone's schedules before trying this again. At least he hadn't asked for the key back; that would be too embarrassing to explain to Oliver.
Quinn smiled quickly at Elias before following Alex out the door, only offering an apology once they were well out of earshot and on their way home.
[fin~]
