Since when did Noah Puckerman smell good? That wasn't something her brain had been expected at all. Seriously. "Did Blaine queer-eye you?" she found herself asking before she could stop herself. Oh god, she didn't mean to say that out loud, but then it was out there, and really, she was curious. If he had, it would be a whole new level of cute. She could only imagine how an event like that would have gone down. "Kurt's actually doing really well for himself these days. He's a fully qualified hairstylist and he's doing fashion design at college. It was a rough start, but I'm so proud of him. It's only a matter of time before he gets discovered and becomes the next big thing. This getting a boyfriend thing has just thrown us all off it was so out of the blue. He makes you wear a Snuggie and he wants to date Kurt?" She put her hand up to her mouth to stifle a laugh, but it didn't work.

She shook her head in agreement. "Neither is Kurt. Just between you and me, I think it sounds like he's on the same page as Kurt. Kurt maybe even more, um, finicky about it. He's very discreet, he'll listen about sex, but very rarely talks about it himself and even then, it's us lot about our sex lives and straight sex. He could probably be an expert on that, ironically. Much to his chagrin. Hey, don't beat yourself up. I had a relationship that lasted years, and Mike is the only guy I've... been with. Even if you think you have it right, even then it can still not be right at the end of the day."