Quinn nodded emphatically. "No offense, but I always thought that just made you more of a loser. It was like you were trying to overcompensate for something. This looks much more clean cut and hot. It suits you better, a little responsibility and purpose. And nope. It's never a game when it comes to my beloved gay guy. He'll take a piece of my heart to the grave with him. I still couldn't tell you how we managed to go from blackmailing each other over coveted secrets to this, but I wouldn't change it. He made high school bearable for me and gave me the confidence to accept my Yale offer. Can I be honest? I thought you would end up in a shotgun wedding with Berry and you both be working at Taco Bell to pay the bills. It's nice to see I got that assumption wrong."

She snickered and pointed at him. "You're a little bit evil, you know that? How can you treat that adorable little person so harshly as to inflict a hormonal fag and his hags on him for a laugh? I can honestly say, though, that I doubt Kurt would focus his moods on Blaine. Unless Blaine deserved it. You piss Kurt off, you know about it like nothing else. But you hurt him? He'll shut down on you. He's been surprisingly open about Blaine, which is why we're all so surprised. Very, uh... open. I walked in on a compromising event, and even though it might lead to much silent treatment, I think it's a good thing. Totally hot too..."