"Well, that is kinda the point, I guess," Puck replied. "Gotta be sure the public has some confidence in their police force. I think we all had our heads up our asses back then, honestly. We were all looking out for ourselves, and we did some stupid things in the process. But it seems like in the long run, it's what helped us grow up, so I guess it can't be all bad, right? So basically, you two fell into fag hagdom by blackmailing each other with secrets? That's kinda... An interesting way to start a friendship. I remember that. Jesus Christ. We all freaked the fuck out. Blaine's the best friend I could ever have asked for. He's more than a friend. He's more like a brother. No matter how stupid I am at times, he's there. He listens, and never judges me... He's the best."

Puck grinned at her with a brief nod. "Okay, you're right there. Blaine would probably do that. And I'd be up the creek without a paddle." Glancing over at the blonde, Puck's jaw dropped. "Holy shit! I won't tell B, but damn, would it make his day... He'd probably lock himself in the bathroom for hours at that point. Damn."