Quinn listened closely, feeling somewhat relieved inside that it was a decent guy pursuing Kurt. He deserved it. He deserved the whole package of a boyfriend who cared about the finer things in life so many guys just ignored in this day and age. Convictions of right and wrong were right up on top of that list, without a doubt. "Values seem to manage to get so... skewed these days. It's like not enough people have them or something. Then when you do, you're weird or something. I don't know. It took me a long time to learn that I deserved to have my own, and not just preach someone else's," she said wryly. "He does sound a lot like Kurt in that sense, though. They're very similar in what they believe in, and I think that's why Blaine seems so sweet. He's genuine. It's not an act. Kurt's had enough people bullshitting him and shoving his face in the dirt for their own gain. He doesn't need that anymore."

"He doesn't have anything to worry about. At least, not on that front. He'll have his work cut out getting naked between the sheets with Kurt, let alone concerns about his performance..." She trailed off a little, feeling awkward with the way his pause lingered and that head tilt she didn't quite know the meaning of. "Sorry, just, uh... making conversation, seeing as we're talking about the boys. I should really go. It's been nice, but it's getting a little late. Take care of Blaine, yeah? Kurt will probably interrogate me about that." She pushed up from the table with a smile.