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Post by Kurt Hummel on Jul 23, 2010 23:34:42 GMT -5
Kurt followed Rachel with his arms crossed, wondering what she wanted to talk about.
They stood outside. It was a cloudy, grey day.
"Well? What is it?"
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Post by Rachel Berry ★ on Jul 24, 2010 9:47:46 GMT -5
Rachel smiled.
"Do you know any ways to set Puck and Quinn up? I was thinking of a blind date, but I don't know.... do you have any more ideas?"
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Post by Kurt Hummel on Jul 24, 2010 13:55:03 GMT -5
Kurt got that devilish smile he gets when an opportunity comes to meddle or do a make-over.
"Well, I was thinking of locking them in a room together, but I like your idea better. We wouldn't have to worry about it not working out. We know they're both hopelessly in love with each other."
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Post by Rachel Berry ★ on Jul 24, 2010 14:08:47 GMT -5
Rachel smiles.
"Exactly. And your idea might get us in trouble, so of course my idea is better. How about I tell Quinn to meet me at a certain restaurant, and you tell Puck to meet you at the same restaurant. But we won't be there when they get there. I'll make the reservations."
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Post by Kurt Hummel on Jul 24, 2010 14:16:43 GMT -5
Kurt narrowed his eyes a little when Rachel dissed Kurt's idea. Even though she was right, he didn't like her tone. Then he shook it off when Rachel explained the plan.
Kurt grinned and held his hand up to shake Rachel's, as if he were sealing a business deal.
"I like this plan."
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Post by Rachel Berry ★ on Jul 24, 2010 14:19:00 GMT -5
Rachel smiled, and took Kurt's hand, and shook it.
"Of course you do.. it's my plan..."
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Post by Kurt Hummel on Jul 24, 2010 14:29:45 GMT -5
This time Kurt just smiled and rolled his eyes. He was beginning to find Rachel's narcissism endearing.
"They're probably all done with their deserts now. We should go back before someone thinks we're up to something."
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Post by Rachel Berry ★ on Jul 24, 2010 14:29:59 GMT -5
Rachel laughed.
"But we are up to something...."
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Post by Kurt Hummel on Jul 24, 2010 14:34:42 GMT -5
Kurt smirked, raised a finger to his lips, and said "Shhhh."
Then he marched back into Olive Garden, with a little excited spring in his step.
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Post by Rachel Berry ★ on Jul 24, 2010 14:36:40 GMT -5
Rachel rolled her eyes, and walked back inside the restaurant.
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