Puck gave her a weird little halfway smile at that question and shook his head. "Not to my knowledge. Well, I mean, we did go shopping once and he gave me some pointers, but he also wears his jeans rolled up with no socks sometimes, so I don't know. He may have queer-eyed my life, though, in a lot of ways... If that's what you wanna call it." He laughed. "The shopping trip was pretty funny, though. Damn. He's really busting his ass, huh?" Puck had never been close to Kurt, but there had always been a quiet determination in the other boy that he had to appreciate. "Yeah, he's a special one... Snuggies and Patrick Swayze movies... He and I actually had a huge BFF war once because I said Footloose was better than Dirty Dancing. It was like I'd committed a cardinal sin."

"That's kind of ironic," Puck had to say, imagining the fabulously, flamboyantly gay Kurt Hummel as an expert on straight sex. "Making a poor gay dude think about tits and vaginas... You should be ashamed." Not that Puck had any room to talk on that front, but it was still funny to think about. "Yeah... I guess that's true, too. Blaine's this... Like, deeply romantic kind of dude. Wears his heart on his sleeve. I guess he just makes a dude think there might be something to that whole finding the right person thing. He's a good guy. The best, really."