Daniel Finn Schuester

“You’re adorable.”

"I'm glad you think so."

“In your dreams, maybe. I prefer my men with more experience, if you will.”

"Whatever you have to tell yourself to sleep at night."

“What more could you ask for, Schuester? I’m giving you a free job without the hassle of an interview. Girls your age would fall all over that handsome mug, just for a chance to get in, though I’d hope you have more common sense.”

"I knew you liked me."

“Yeah, well, you’re going to have to earn your keep, Schuester. I don’t give out free rides. I could always use more bouncers at the bar. I’ll promote you to bartender, once you’re of legal age but until then, you can take the heat for stopping rowdy patrons by any means necessary.”

"Are you saying you don't trust me to find my own job, Corcoran?"

“As a matter of fact, you can tell me why the hell you didn’t call me to tell me you were coming back to Lima. You stopped writing and I was left to wonder if you were dead or alive.”

"For a second there, I almost thought you cared but to answer your question, I was busy. Imagine that. Anyways, I'm pretty sure you're looking at your new roommate. I need a place to stay, now that I've moved out of my parents' and you're the perfect candidate."