Blaine's look made it very clear what he thought of Puck's weak response to his compliment on Quinn's dress. But it wasn't like Puck didn't think she was fucking gorgeous, or that her dress looked amazing. But he didn't really know how to do the whole complimenting on clothes thing without sounding like a total idiot. He wouldn't have known Burberry from Target if asked, but he did know that Quinn had a great body, and looked fantastic in that dress, wherever the hell she bought it from. And if the look had left questions, the tips of Blaine's toes clarified when they hit Puck's leg.

And then Blaine was talking about powdering his own nose, and Puck almost protested. If Blaine was going to find out about Kurt, this wasn't the way to do it, but Puck wouldn't be able to stop him without a reason, and nothing else he could come up with would stop Blaine. The shorter man could read Puck's bullshit like a book, and no amount of it would convince him not to go.

So, after a moment, Blaine was off, and Puck turned to Quinn, shaking his head with a murmured, "Shit."