The look gave Puck was anything but impressed, and she scrunched her lips up and pulled them to the side just to stop herself automatically throwing abuse at him. It was tempting, because there was something about his tone that just rubbed her the wrong way, but it could just be because she was Noah Puckerman, knocker-up of Kurt's brother's girlfriends. Yeah, she was sure his tough shit was really on par with Kurt's... not. She leant back against the counter. "I'm not going to tell you. That sweet little flowery disclaimer at the start?" She shook her head. "I can't trust you not to tell Blaine things Kurt should be telling him himself, so no. Blaine's going to have to feel his way in this situation without his big scary cop body guard. I'm not sure I can trust you at all and Kurt's a sensitive situation."

She looked around a little again as she sipped her juice. She really just wanted to adore Blaine unconditionally, but Puck was such a touchy factor in the whole thing. He was an unknown quantity to the max after what he did to Finn and Quinn was just worried the whole situation would blow up in their faces. She was worried about Kurt, she couldn't help it.