"Yeah, well... At least there's something analyzable going on in the first place. My life is about as dull as watching paint dry these days. A bitch stays busy, you know... It's been a long time since there was any drama in my life, so I have to create some now and then. You know me. Ever since me and Brittany split up roughly, oh... I don't know, forever ago? Random fucks haven't led to drama. Thank God. I haven't fucked anybody's wife or anything fun like that. I thrive on this shit, Smyth. You know that about me." She had to snicker at Sebastian's explanation of his particular stance on the whole situation. "Nothing's worse than that, for sure. Epic awkward moments. So tell me, any new and interesting ass in your life, Seb? I've heard rumors of your fucking far and wide in Europe, so..."

Santana looked up, automatically listening when Sebastian listened for his twin, and shook her head once Germ was safely back in his room. "Poor kid. He sounds rough." She put her hand up to stop Sebastian in his tracks. "Hey... I never said I hate Kurt now... Blainers told me what Rachel pulled, and I was shocked that he didn't just bitchslap her and send her on her merry way. We've all grown up, and it sounds like Kurt grew up in... kind of the wrong ways, albeit, but he's not the same way he used to be. We all have grown... Some more than others, for sure but still." She had honestly barely known Blaine when in high school, other than just through her friendships with Sebastian and Puck, but she had known Kurt well, and for some reason, it never crossed her mind to put the two people together in her head. They were both gay guys, but she hadn't seen enough similarities for her to think they'd work as a couple. But clearly, she wasn't seeing the whole picture, because they had fallen head over for each other, and in a hurry, too.