TAGGING: Glee cast & Glee club members
LOCATION: Quinn Fabray’s house
TIME FRAME: Thursday, June 7, 2012.
GENERAL NOTES: Since Judy is out of town for the week, Quinn throws a party at her house the evening following graduation.
Dianna: *Arrives at Quinn's with Naya and Darren on each side. Knocks on the front door*
Darren.: -smiles widely and glances at the house- Nice place.
Quinnie *Hears the knock and hurries to the door, opening it up with a smile* Hey, come on in.
Dianna: *Nods in agreement* Maybe we should have brought something, feels weird to come empty handed. *Smiles at Quinn and steps forward, wrapping her arms around the girl* Hey, Quinn.
Satan: *Walks up behind Quinn to see who else has just arrived* Hey you guys.
Darren.: -smiles and waves- Hi!
Quinnie: *Hugs Dianna back before pulling away* Party is in the back so let's get to it. Drinks are in the kitchen so help yourself.
Naya: -smiles- Hola, people.
Darren.: -glances at Naya and grins-
Dianna: *Walks up to Santana* Hello, Santana. *Gives the girl a quick hug* Congratulations.
Darren.: Anyone seen Blaine or Kurt?
Darren. is proud of his handy work.
Quinnie: *looks at Darren and shrugs* I don't think they've gotten here yet
Naya: -shakes her head at Darren- Nope. But I'm sure they'll be here. -walks into the house- Let's get this party started!
Satan: *nods her head in Dianna's direction* Hey, Di. *widens her eyes in surprise at the hug* Thanks.
Darren.: -smiles at Quinn and goes in for a hug- Congrats to you!
Dianna: I haven't even met Blaine or Kurt yet. *Darts her eyes around* I feel like we should be wearing name tags, this is like a twin convention.
Quinnie: *Hugs Darren back before smiling* Thank you.
Darren.: -smiles and pats her shoulder- You're welcome. High school graduation is crazy, man. ..I can still remember mine.
Kurt: I can't believe we're late for a graduation party that we're included in.. fashionably late, but still late. ~walks up to Quinn's front door hastily with Blaine, knocking on the front door~
Quinnie: It is very crazy but I'm just glad that it's over. *Turns to head toward the kitchen* Okay, I want to get drunk so what are we waiting for. *Hears the knock as she walks over to the door and answers it, smiling at Kurt and Blaine* Hey, come on in.
Naya: I'm up for getting drunk! -smirks as she heads to the kitchen-
Dianna: The host has spoken. *Follows Quinn and Naya into the kitchen*
Darren.: Yeah, you've been through some serious shit, lady. -chuckles- Huzzah! Partay on! -turns to look behind him- There's my boys! -Darren makes his way over and hugs both of them- Congrats, gentleman.
Quinnie: What do you guys want? I have a little bit of everything so just drink whatever *She smiles as she grabs the vodka bottle and pours it into a cup, chugging it and pouring herself another drink*
Kurt: Hi dear~ sorry we're late. It's my fault, you know me and picking out clothes.. *pulls Quinn into a hug as he walks in before walking past her, turning towards Darren a bit surprised for a moment and accepting the hug, returning it* I still don't think I can thank you enough. For more reasons than just the congratulations.
Satan: *rolls her eyes at her clone before turning to follow her into the kitchen* You would be an alcoholic.
Blaine: I know. I mean, I figured I'd at least be around to help you celebrate, but it's still sinking in that I graduated too. *He follows Kurt in, a grin spreading across his face when Darren hugs them* Thanks to you.
Dianna: Easy there, tiger. *Jokes as Quinn downs her drink in one giant gulp*
Naya: Vodka is just fine with me. -looks at Santana- Hello to you too, clone. I probably should be considered one, but whatever. -pours herself some vodka into a cup-
Darren.: -waves off their words- It's whatever, man. I was just doing what I thought was right for Blaine here. -nudges Blaine and hugs him- You know, it's like we're brothers.. and I gotta look out for family, man.
Satan: Oh, no no no. What kind of Latina are you? *frowns at Naya before going to the freezer to grab the tequila*
Quinnie: It's time to forget everything and have fun. I think I deserve it. *shrugs her shoulder at Dianna before moving to pull herself up on the counter to sit*
Naya: Don't ask me questions while I'm drinking. -takes a long swig from her cup, then nods- Quinn's right. Have fun, get drunk, and kick off one of the best summers on your lives in a very good way.
Blaine: *can't help smiling and returning the second hug* Yeah . . . I mean, it does feel like that, doesn't it?
Dianna: Oh, I've already started off my summer in the best way possible. *Winks at Naya before walking toward the fridge, getting a bottle of orange juice out to mix with the vodka*
Kurt: *smiles, watching Blaine and Darren for a moment and choosing to give them a moment alone, walks into the kitchen where everyone else is* Hello ladies!
Darren.: -hugs Blaine and chuckles- It does! I mean - you've got Cooper, and you've got me..
Naya: -blushes a little- Mhm, that makes two of us.
Satan: *rolls her eyes again* Whatever you say. You guys are still here, so I don't know about best summer....Look, let's get this shit started off right. *grabs 7 shot glasses from the cabinet, lines them up along with a plate of limes and a salt shaker before pouring tequila into each one* Shall we?
Quinnie: My summer hasn't really started off the way that I wanted it to *raises her glass to her lips, sipping it slowly* But I won't have to think about that in a little bit. *Nods her head at Santana* Yes, ma'am we shall.
Naya: Santana, you love us. Maybe not all of us, but some of us. So shut up! -rolls her eyes, chugging down the rest of the vodka before nodding her head- Definitely!
Satan: *looks up glancing between Dianna and Quinn* Um, okay. I think I know what you're talking about. *points towards Dianna* And just...wanky. But you....*points towards Quinn* You're gonna need to explain that to me.
Dianna: *Pours orange juice and vodka into a cup, taking a small sip and frowning at the taste* You graduated high school and got yourself a girlfriend, the rest doesn't matter. Forget about it. *she squeezes Quinn's shoulder gently* And like you said, have fun, cutie.
Quinnie: *furrows her eyebrows at Santana* Maybe later when I'm not sober. *nods her head at Dianna, smiling softly* Yeah, forget about it and have fun. That's exactly what I plan on doing.
Dianna: *Raises her cup up* To new beginnings! *Looks at Santana* And you, it's not what you're thinking, perv.
Satan: *motions for everyone to gather around the table to take the shots together as she furrows her eyebrows at Quinn* No way. I'll cut you off.
Quinnie: *Raises cup along with Naya* To new beginnings and a new path. *moves to the table before pouting at Santana* But you love me so you can't cut me off.
Naya: -quickly refills her cup and holds it up- Right. New beginnings and new paths. -sips on the vodka while moving to the table-
Dianna: *Takes another sip of her drink and walks toward Kurt* We haven't properly met yet. Hi, I'm Dianna. *Leans in to wrap an arm around Kurt in a half-hug*
Kurt: *returns the half-hug tightly before pulling back and speaking* Well, it's amazing to finally meet you in person. As I'm sure you already know by now, I'm Kurt.
Dianna: I read about your NYADA letter. Congratulations, they are truly lucky to have you. *Smiles warmly* Or will be, once you finally make the move to NY. How excited are you about that?
Satan: *quirks an eyebrow at Quinn* Are you nuts? You think I'm gonna let you go to town so that you can go all HBIC on me later? 'Cause that'll work out great. We all already know the chances of me making it through the night without bawling are slim.
Kurt: Thank you so much. *laughs slightly, nodding at her* I'm more overwhelmed than anything still, since Blaine will hopefully be coming with me now. But yes, much too excited to put into words.
Darren.: "So, have you thought much about the next step? I mean - college is big time, man. I met some of my best friends in college." Darren said with a half smile thinking of the StarKids.
Quinnie: *Sighs and rolls her eyes* So, would you like me to tell you now so that afterwards we can get drunk? I'll try not to get all angry and shit and I'll hold you if or when you cry tonight because that's what girlfriends do for each other.
Satan: *nods her head and crosses her arms over her chest* Yes. I absolutely want to know what's making you drink like you're at some college frat party or something. What's wrong?
Dianna: *Listens intently as Kurt speaks.* It's a big change, but I'm sure you'll adjust to it. Besides, if Blaine tags along *winks playfully* it'll be a lot easier, getting used to living in another city when you have your boyfriend with you, as well as your friends.
Naya: -just keeps drinking-
Darren.: "Did you want a drink?" Darren asked looking at Blaine and pointing at the kitchen.
Quinnie: *Takes a sip of her drink before barely whispering* Russel came to visit me yesterday.
Kurt: *laughs again softly* Having Blaine there will definitely make the transition much easier, to say at the least.. thank you again. Did you enjoy the graduation ceremony and everything?
Blaine can't help startling a little out of his reverie, started by Darren's question of the future. What was he going to do, anyway? Graduating a year early was exciting, but it also meant he hadn't applied anywhere. "I, um . . . I don't know."
Darren.: "You know there's plenty of awesome schools in New York - I almost lived there, actually - and my brother lives there. You'll be great there, man."
Satan: *raises her eyebrows in surprise* What? When? You were with me yesterday and you seemed fine. More than fine.
Dianna: It was lovely. *Plays with her cup.* It felt a bit strange, last time it was /us/ on the stage and the auditorium was just a set at Paramount Studios. *She shrugs, trying not to talk too much about the show.* But it was nice being on the other side and getting to share the experience with all of you. I got a little teary eyed when they called Quinn's name. *Laughs shyly* Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to refill my drink and find Nay.
Blaine: "I just, I haven't applied anywhere, and I don't even know if I missed the deadlines or anything..."
Kurt: I can only imagine what that must be like. Right, of course, go ahead. *waves her off playfully, finding a seat and just sitting down casually into it*
Darren.: "There's probably still tons of places accepting, man. You just gotta jump on it, you know? I'll be right back - I want something to drink. Can I get you anything, dude?"
Dianna: *Gets another drink and walks toward Naya once she spots her* Hey, lady. *Leans against the wall.* I thought we were going to do shots..
Quinnie: Right after the graduation cermony. I went to the choir room one last time and that's when he came to see me *Finishes off her drink and shakes her head slightly.*
Naya: -looks up at Dianna- Hi gorgeous. -glances at the shots, then shrugs- I thought we were too, but everyone's talking about futures and whatnot. We can do em if you want though.
Satan: *frowns as she remembers watching Q walk away as her family intercepted her after the ceremony the day before* Okay. And you seem upset. So what'd the douche bag do? What did he say to you?
Blaine: *can't help giving a slight grimace at the thought of alcohol; he's sworn off the stuff after the last couple of times* I'm good, thanks. I'm gonna see if I can find where Kurt disappeared to.
Dianna: I think Quinn's telling Santana what happened with her dad after the ceremony. *She whispers for only Naya to hear* Oh and they're dating now. *A smile appears on her face*
Quinnie: *presses her lips together, shrugging her shoulders* The usual.. You look beautiful, Quinn. How did you graduate? Did you sleep with Figgins to graduate? You're stupid and a disgrace to the family. You're not my daughter and you're going to hell. *closes her eyes to stop the tears from falling*
Naya: Oh? Well, I guess that's understandable. -nods, leaning closer and smiling a little - That's good. It was overdue anyways so I'm not surprised. I'm just happy for them.
Dianna: Yeah. I am, too. *Takes advantage of the fact that Naya leaned closer to her and rest her head on the brunette's shoulder* We could find Darren and see who finishes their shots faster.
Naya: -Smiles, leaning down and softly placing a quick peck against Dianna's forehead- I'm game for that!
Kurt: *waves Blaine over seeing him alone and away from Darren* Hey you. Did you and Darren get to catch up?
Blaine: *heads over to join Kurt, settling down next to him* Yeah, he went to get a drink. He was asking me what I was planning to do now.
Satan: *feels her jaw drop and her eyes bug out* What!? *steps forward and puts her arms on Quinn's upper arms* I'm going to kill him. *pulls Quinn into a hug, wrapping her arms firmly around the blonde's waist* He's wrong you know that, right? I mean, he's right about you being beautiful, but that's it. You're so smart, Q. So smart. You could have been giving a speech today. You aren't a disgrace to anyone. Any parent would be ecstatic to have you as their daughter.
Kurt: *turns in to face Blaine when he joins him* Planning to do? As in tonight or..? Because if you want to have a drink, please don't let me stop you. Rachel isn't around, so I don't need to worry about that. *laughs softly attempting to keep a light edge to the conversation*
Dianna: *Blushes upon feeling Naya's lips against her forehead* Get ready to have your cute butt kicked, Nay. *Says jokingly and pushes herself off the wall, taking Naya's hand in hers and leading the way toward the table with the shot glasses, salt and limes that Santana had set earlier.* Now we only need Dare. *Looks around and waves her hand at Darren.*
Darren.: -enters the kitchen and goes for the wine- Mmm... Wine.
Blaine: *shakes his head, grimacing a little* No, no, I'm not drinking again. I've already made that mistake enough . . . No, Darren was asking me about college. I just- . . . I didn't think about it, before. After graduation. I have nothing planned, Kurt. Nothing.
Naya: Oh please, drinking is my thing. You're the one who's perfect butt will be getting kicked. -winks, following Dianna to the table and instantly picking up a shot- Darren! -sees him with the wine and pouts- No no, shots first.
Darren.: -pouts a little before putting down his wine glass and moving toward them- Shots.
Kurt: *stays quiet for a few seconds to let Blaine's words sink in, frowning for a moment before leaning forward and placing a hand on his boyfriend's shoulder* We'll figure something out, okay? I promise. I'm so proud of you and.. there has to be something out there. We can look into it first thing tomorrow.
Naya: Thank you. -holds up her shot g;ass and motions for the other two to grab one- Come on, don't be scared.
Dianna: How are we doing this? Three shots for each?
Quinnie: * Hugs the Latina back firmly, resting her head on the girls shoulder before nodding her head* You can't kill him, San. He won't be back again so I'm not worried about it. Mom doesn't know and I'm not going to tell her about it either. *Wipes the tears from her eyes* I know he's wrong and I shouldn't let this affect me like it is but I can't help it.
Darren.: -picks up a shot glass and gives Naya look- I'm not afraid of shots.
Naya: Sure, that's fine with me. -smirks- Good, then this should be easy.
Darren.: -smirks- It's on.
Satan: *rubs a hand up and down Quinn's back* I didn't think he'd come back to begin with, but he did. I don't know what to do, Q. What can I do?
Quinnie: You and me both but he did. He said that he doesn't ever want to see me again so yeah *shakes her head and pulls away to look at Santana* I don't think there is anything you can do though so let's just not worry about it alright? We can't keep the guests waiting.
Dianna: It's on like Donkey Kong! *Grabs a shot glass and separates three slices of lime from the bunch, then licks a patch of skin on her left hand before pouring salt over it.* We should come up with something, like a dare, for the loser to do
Darren.: Make out with your doppleganger?
Darren.: -follows Dianna's lead and is ready- You're going down.
Dianna: *Scrunches her nose up.*
Naya: You're both crazy. -watches Dianna, letting her do everything and just waiting- A dare? -furrows her brows at Darren's suggestion- I'm definitely not losing then.
Darren.: ..Kidding. Kurt would kick my ass.
Darren.: and Blaine's like my brother, man.
Naya: That's sorta how I feel. Santana's my evil, sometimes annoying little sister. -chuckles softly-
Satan: *sighs, not happy with the response at all* I don't want you to be upset over that ass. He's not worth it. I know he's your dad, but....He's just not worth it, babe.
Dianna: I'm sure Santana would start whipping her hair back and forth, letting the razor blades fly out. *Shakes her head.* Besides, it'd be weird.
Darren.: Yeah.. so - uh.. what's the dare going to be?
Quinnie: *chews on the inside of her cheek* I know he's not worth it and I keep trying to tell myself that but yeah. I'm still going to be upset about it all but we decided to throw a party so we have to at least not be sad right?
Naya: Exactly. -nods and shrugs- I have no clue. What kind of dare can we do in Lima?
Dianna: Whoever loses has to call Sue and try to have phone sex with her. *Shrugs*
Darren.: Oh fuck, man.. That's wrong.
Dianna: I would /love/ to see Darren doing that dare!
Naya: So wrong, which is why I'm not losing.
Darren.: I'm not losing this.
Naya: Dianna will end up losing.
Dianna: Either you or Naya will have to get it on with Sue Sylvester, because I'm not gonna.
Satan: *rests her forehead against Quinn's* No me gusta. You're supposed to be happy right now. Everything is going great. Not thinking about him. *lets out a slight growl of frustration* I'm allowed to hate him, right? Because I do.
Darren.: Bullshit - either of you ladies is gonna call her. I ain't losing.
Naya: How about we just do it and see what happens?
Dianna: *Nods in agreement*
Quinnie: Everything is going great. I have a beautiful girlfriend and I just graduated. Thinking about him is the last thing I want to do. *nods her head slightly before laughing* Yes, you are allowed to hate him. Have I told you that you sound super sexy when you growl?
Darren. asked Chatzy to choose between Darren, Naya and Dianna. Chatzy chose: Naya
Darren.: "So, Nay - ready to get it on with Dragon Lady?" Darren laughed, totally feeling a strong buzz.
Dianna: *Can't stop laughing at the idea of Naya calling Sue*
Satan: Okay. Okay, if you say so. *pulls her head back, eyes widening* Really? That's where your head went right now? *chuckles* You are ridiculous.
Darren.: -keeps laughing and goes to hug Dianna for support-
Naya: -rolls her eyes- You both cheated!
Darren.: Bullshit - we won fair and fucking square. Call her.
Naya: I don't have her number.
Dianna: *Wraps an arm around Darren* No one can take us Bay Area kids down.
Quinnie: *Smirks* Of course that is where my head goes right now. *Pouts at her girlfriend* But do you still love me?
Darren.: BAY AREA REPRESENT!
Darren.: Ask one of the girls - they gotta have it.
Naya: I hate you both. -pokes her tongue out-
Dianna: Holla! *Throws hand sign up* Ask Santana or Quinn for her number
Naya: -looks over at Quinn and Santana- I don't want to interrupt them. I'll do it later.
Satan: *shakes her head in slight disbelief* Your head can't go there right now. You have company. *purses her lips in thought* Hmm...I'm a pretty big fan of your ridiculousness.
Dianna: Perfect excuse. *Rolls eyes.* Don't think we'll forget about it though. I wanna see what you've got, Rivera. *Grins*
Quinnie: But it can go there, babe. I mean we can always sneak away or something *Wiggles her eyebrows a little* Well, I'm glad that you're a big fan of it because you are going to have to deal with it for a long time
Naya: I don't even know what I'm going to say to her. But I obviously need to get a lot more drunk than I am now.
Satan: *smirks smugly at the blonde* Oh yeah? I'm here all week, remember? There's plenty of time for that. We might as well spend time with these losers. *pulls back a little to tangle their hands together* Sounds like a pretty good sentence to me.
Dianna: Hmm. You'd better tell her you have a pregnant woman fetish. Priceless. *Chuckles awkwardly as she imagines it in her head*
Darren.: -kisses Dianna's cheek- You get a kiss for being awesome and kicking Nay's ass.
Naya: -glares at Dianna- Gross. You're definitely going to be there when I do it. -sighs- You guys are evil. So damn evil.
Darren.: But, you fucking love us.
Dianna: She has no choice. We'd kick her ass, again, if she didn't!
Naya: Yeah, I do. Seriously, you guys just got lucky this one time.
Darren.: Pffft.. sure. Ain't no one taking down the Bay Side duo.
Quinnie: Yeah, we have a whole lot of time to have some fun together in this house. Like the couches and the counter and my bed. Wherever you want. Those losers will be fun to hang out with. *Tangles her hand with Santana's before walking toward where the group was*
Dianna: Well, hey, I'm not going to offer doing it again just to prove you wrong. *Throws hands up in defeat.* I don't think I can survive another three shots.
Darren.: Hell no, I'm not doing it again. ..I want wine.
Darren.: I'm a classy asshole.
Satan: *makes her way to the table where she had set up the shot glasses before. she furrowed her brow as she noticed them empty.* What the....Hey! Who the Hell drank my tequila?
Dianna: *Points at Naya and Darren, trying her best to look innocent.*
Naya: -laughs- Sorry, Santana. We had a little contest and drank it.
Quinnie: *Turns toward Santana* I guess we have to catch up with them now don't we? *Shakes her head at the three across from them before laughing*
Darren.: ..Nay started it.
Darren.: -grabs his glass of red wine and leaves- Chicks, man. Chicks.
Dianna: Darren started it! *Notices he's gone.* Oh, fuck.
Satan: *narrows her eyes at the cast members as she twists the top off the bottle and re-pours a couple of shots* Assholes. *nods her head at Quinn before pushing a glass her way and licking her right hand and pouring salt on it*
Darren.: -chuckles as he got away free and sits down in the living room, sipping his wine- Ah, yes - all about the wine, man.
Naya: Be nice, Santana. It was just a little tequila. -shakes her head- I need more vodka. I'm not drunk enough.
Dianna: *Laughs and nudges Santana softly* You should lick her neck and pour the salt there instead.
Quinnie: *shakes her head at Dianna before laughing* That's not such a bad idea.
Satan: *quirks an eyebrow at Dianna as she licks the salt off her hand* That a fantasy of yours, Di? You like to watch? *grabs the salt shaker, motioning for Quinn to come closer before placing an open-mouthed kiss where the blonde's neck and shoulder met, moistening the spot. she then poured some salt over the spot, grinning when it stuck.* Ready?
Darren.: -looks over at Kurt and Blaine, waving-
Quinnie: *closes her eyes when she feels Santana's lips on her neck before slowly nodding her head* I'm ready, babe.
Dianna: I just like sharing good ideas with the group! *Shakes head and turns away, not wanting to be accused of perving on them she walks to the fridge and grabs a beer*
Kurt: -waves back over at him, nudging Blaine before getting up to wander over to Darren-
Darren.: How are you, sir? -sips on his wine-
Satan: *hands a slice of lime to Quinn while motioning to her mouth*
Naya: -reaches for the vodka bottle, pouring more into her cup and then chugging that down-
Quinnie: *Puts the lime slice into her mouth, waiting for Santana to make her next move*
Kurt: Fine, fine. Feeling awkwardly out of place considering I don't drink. -laughs shortly, raising an eyebrow at him casually- Enjoying yourself? I thought you were.. doing something or other with the girls.
Satan: *Picks up the shot with one hand while moving the other to Quinn's waist and smirking at the blonde. Using her tongue, she slowly licks the salt from the crook of her neck before quickly throwing back the tequila and then finally taking the lime from the other girl's mouth, making sure to brush their lips together before pulling away with the lime.*
Darren.: -shrugs- I respect that, man. ..I drink when I want to and in social settings, but yeah - I understand. Uh, yeah - Naya lost a shots contest and has to call Sue and do some naughty phone talk.
Quinnie: *smirks as she watches the brunette lick her neck, take the shot and take the lime out of her mouth* Mmm I could get used to that *She leans forward and kisses the girl hard, running her tongue across her bottom lip, tasting the tequila*
Dianna: *Beer bottle in hand, she walks to the living room and puts some dance music on before making her way back to the group*
Kurt: Granted it wasn't me drinking, I haven't really had the best experiences with drinks involved... -makes a face, trying to hold back laughter but basically failing- Naya has to.. is she actually going to do it?!
Satan: *pulls the rind out of her mouth and puts it in the shot glass before setting it on the table. turns back to find Quinn's lips on hers and smiles into the kiss.* Me too, Q. Me too. Do that again, though, and I'm going to say to Hell with these people....*winks at the blonde*
Darren.: -speaking loudly- Naya better call Sue and make with the naughty shit.
Quinnie: Oh really now? *Leans forward to press her lips against the other girl's, sucking her bottom lip between hers as she pressed the girl against the table*
Naya: I haven't forgot, just let me think of what to say.
Dianna: *Nods excitedly, a big smirk on her face*
Darren.: See, she's gonna do it.
Naya: You're both helping me. I might puke in the middle of it.
Satan: *nods her head as she kisses Quinn back, wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling her towards her.* Wait, wait, hold on. *pulls back a little as she hears Darren practically yell about Naya calling sue and something about naughty* What? What the Hell are they doing in there?
Dianna: As long as you don't puke on me. *Shakes head*
Darren.: You're not getting no help from me, Nay. Not in the slightest.
Kurt: Oh.. my god.. Coach Sylvester is going to think that she's Santana, isn't she? -shakes head, sitting down again and laughing a bit- That should be interesting.
Quinnie: *Groans when Santana pulls away but barely hears something about Sue. She shrugs her shoulders* I have no idea what they are talking about but it doesn't sound too good.
Naya: -laughs- She's probably sleep, so she won't be thinking clearly. It'll be fine.
Satan: *pulls Quinn toward her and places a chaste kiss on her lips* I'm sorry, I gotta know. After that phone shit...who knows what they could be doing. *Grabs Quinn's hand and makes her way toward the others.*
Dianna: What if she goes along with it? *Eyes widen at the thought* I've always thought she was asexual but, who knows what those baby hormones will do to her?
Naya: She is asexual, isn't she? -raises a brow- I still don't even understand this pregnancy thing of hers, but this should be..interesting. And scary.
Quinnie: *kisses Santana back before nodding her head* No, I understand what you mean. Plus, I'm a bit curious about it, too *Follows her girlfriend into the living room and looks at all of them with a confused look on her face* What is this about Sue you guys are talking about?
Darren.: ..Hey, where'd Blaine go?
Naya: -looks over at Quinn and Santana- I need Sue's number.
Quinnie: For what? *she asks, still confused*
Satan: *narrows her gaze at Naya before shaking her head* No way.
Kurt: Now that you mention it...-- I'll go find him. -gets up and excuses self around people to go find Blaine-
Naya: -shrugs and smiles- Well, Santana said no so I guess the dare's off.
Dianna: You wish, babe. *Pokes Naya's side playfully* I'll look her number up on the white pages if I have to.
Satan: *Turns her confused gaze onto Dianna.* Why do you need it?
Naya: You heard the woman. -giggles at the poke- I say we come up with something else.
Dianna: Naya has to talk dirty to her, she lost a drinking contest. *Shrugs nonchalantly*
Darren.: -watches Kurt go look for Blaine- ..So, it's me.. and the chicks. Awesome.
Naya: I can't do it. That's just wrong on sooo many levels.
Quinnie: *Laughs softly before giving a soft look to Naya* It is pretty wrong but a dare is a dare. *looks at Darren and smiles* Us chicks are pretty awesome though.
Satan: *quirks an eyebrow at Naya* You are the worst Hispanic I have ever met. You lost a drinking contest? *the whole thing finally dawns on her.* Hell. No. No. Coach will think it's me. No. Not a fucking chance. No way.
Naya: They cheated! -frowns- See, Santana disapproves of this dare, so you guys should just give me something else.
Dianna: Fine, Santana's right. It was a bad idea. The dare's off. *Nods at Santana before turning to Naya and mouthing 'It's still on'"
Darren.: -keeps drinking his wine, before noticing Quinn's parents piano- ..Is that thing tuned?
Quinnie: Your dare could be to give both Darren and Dianna a lap dance *she shrugs her shoulders trying to think of another dare*
Quinnie: *Nods her head at Darren* Yes, it is. Go ahead and play
Naya: -nods, then rolls her eyes playfully at Dianna- Fine, it's off. -her eyes widen at Quinn's suggestion- Well, I do have stripper experience so that dare could work.
Satan: *sighs in relief that they seem to be dropping the idea, but she shakes her head at Naya's words.* Yup. Poles. I'm gonna work on a pole.
Darren.: Fuck yes! -gets up and moves to the piano bench, placing his glass on the top, pressing his fingers against the keys and humming a little- Excellently tuned. -glances around- Any requests?
Quinnie: *Turns her head at Santana and shakes her head before dropping her hand and sitting down on the couch*
Naya: Santana, shut up. That was my mistake, you don't have to do the same thing.
Dianna: Looks like Darren is more interested in playing the piano than you giving him a lap dance, Nay. *Snorts.* But I wouldn't mind.
Darren.: Nay! Let's sing Valerie!
Satan: *frowns at Quinn's gesture and crosses her arms over her chest before looking back and forth between Darren and the other girls, confused.* How gay is he?
Naya: I'm fine with whatever you guys want. -nods, then looks over at Darren- Valerie ain't gonna sound so hot, at least on my part, but okay.
Quinnie: Why do you always have to say that you're going to be a stripper, Santana? You know I hate that shit *She asks, looking up at the girl sighing.*
Darren.: -smiles and begins to play the introduction of the song, moving to allow Naya to sit down- "Well sometimes, I go out by myself.. and I look across the water.." Darren sang.
Dianna: *Moves to the rhythm of the music as Darren begins to play and sing the song*
Satan: *clenches her jaw before sighing and sitting next to Quinn and mumbling.* Defense mechanism. For when I bomb everything else.
Darren.: "And since I've come on home and my body's been a mess - I've missed your ginger hair.." Darren sang, before making a face. "Shit, forgetting the lines.. is hard.." Darren chuckled as he quickly slid his hand across the keys and went back in as quickly as possible.
Quinnie: *looks over at Santana and grabs her face* You will never be a stripper okay? So please stop saying it okay. I know that you are going to be awesome at whatever you want to do but stripping will not be in your future. *leans forward and presses a soft kiss to her lips* I care too much about you for that to happen.
Naya: -walks over and sits down beside Darren- And I think of all the things, what you're doing, and in my head I paint a picture (just pretend this is sorta sluggish since she'd be a little tipsy by now)
Darren.: -chuckles at Naya and scrunches his nose, continuing to play - forgetting the words and slurring a little-
Naya: Darren, you're messing up like I did that one night. - laughs-
Darren.: -laughs- Fuck, I forget lyrics like it's a job, man.
Naya: Okay, well now that line would come in. -nods-
Darren.: -hums and get himself slightly back on track-
Naya: -bops her head along to the piano playing-
Satan: *finds herself looking into hazel eyes and can't help but nod at the intensity found there.* Okay. Okay. I won't say it again. I'm sorry. *glances toward the piano before rolling her eyes.* They're messing up my jam.
Dianna: *Walks toward the piano and stand behind Darren and Naya who are sharing the bench, she places a hand on Darren's shoulder and the other on Naya's and bops her head along.*
Naya: Di, help us remember the song!
Darren.: -chuckles and glances up at Dianna before singing again- Yeah! Help us!
Dianna: *Nods while trying to remember the lyrics* Did you have to go to jail, put your house up for sale, did you get a good l-l-l-lawyer?
Darren.: "But since I've come on home, when my body's been a mess - and I miss your ginger hair, and the way you like to dress..."
Quinnie: It's okay because I do love you and I will do whatever I can to help get you successful in life *She smiles before nodding her head* Yeah, they kind of are.
Darren.: -chuckles and places his head on Naya's shoulder- We're a mess, man.
Dianna: *laughs out loud at how they're butchering the song* Wow, we suck!
Naya: Why don't you come on over, Vaaaaaaaaalerie!
Darren.: Man, if Ryan was here - we'd be fired.
Darren.: -wraps an arm around Dianna, pulling her and Naya into a small hug- I love you guys.
Dianna: Awwwe, group hug. *wraps arms around her friends tightly*
Naya: -laughs, hugging both of them- I love you too, D Crizzy. And Di, you know I love you.
Dianna: I love my sprummer buddy and my lady. *Turns head slightly and places a quick kiss against Naya's cheek*
Darren.: -chuckles and hugs in- I love you Bay Side Twin and Swan Queen.
Satan: *Wraps an arm around Quinn's shoulders.* Thank you. *Shakes her head at the cast members in front of them.* Hey! No more singing. You guys really suck. They let you do that on TV?
Naya: -smiles at the kiss to her cheek- I'm so glad I have both of you here. Otherwise, I'd be miserable.
Quinnie: It's no problem, babe *She looks over to where the cast members were and laughed softly* I bet they don't sound like that when they are sober. *yawns slightly* I hate that I'm tired right now.
Darren.: Oh man, if it weren't for you two - I'd have gone crazy, man.
Dianna: *Gives a squeeze to both of them before pulling away slightly, but keeping an arm wrapped loosely around Naya's middle. Turns around to look at Santana.* Looks like Santana is jealous we didn't include her in our little singalong.
Darren.: Back to Black! Back to Black!
Naya: Now we can all go crazy together! -looks over at Santana- Santana and Quinn, come sing with us. You guys can help us remember lyrics.
Satan: *Tightens her arm around the blonde, pulling her further against her.* So go to sleep. It's not like I think these crazies are gonna last much longer anyway. *Rolls her eyes in Dianna's direction.* Please, I'd hate to just show you all up.
Darren.: -plays the intro to Back to Black- Why don't you come on over and show us what you got.
Quinnie: *Nods her head as she looks up at Santana* Will you cuddle with me tonight, babe? I feel better if you're next to me. *Looks at the cast members again, smiling softly*
Dianna: Oooh, she talks the talk but can she walk the walk? *Raises an eyebrow up at Santana, challengingly*
Darren.: -nods and chuckles-
Satan: *Nods her head at Quinn's question.* Definitely. When these guys finally conk out, I'll carry you upstairs and we can get our cuddle on. *Cocks an eyebrow at Dianna and Darren.* I can most definitely walk the walk.
Quinnie: *Smiles before standing up and giving everyone a hug before moving back to lay on the couch and cuddle under the blankets* I might pass out so don't mind me. You guys are more than welcome to stay here for the night if you so choose. I have an extra room down the hall so yeah. *looks up at Santana and puckers her lips, asking for a kiss*
Darren.: Bring it, Satan.
Dianna: Let her give her girl a goodnight kiss first. *Giggles* We should probably get going soon and give them some privacy.
Naya: I seriously might just pass out soon. -shrugs-
Quinnie: You guys are more than welcome to stay if you choose, whatever you want. My home is your home for the night *smiles at the three cast members*
Satan: *Gets up from the couch so Quinn can lay down before walking over and kissing Quinn on the lips. She then stands up and turns around to face the cast members.* He left no time to regret...kept his lips wet, with his same old safe bet.
Naya: Thanks, Quinn. But I'd rather give you guys your privacy.
Darren.: -smirks and goes to play along with Santana-
Quinnie: Well, if you do decide to crash then the room is the second door on the left. * Smiles at Santana before whispering an I love you*
