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You just made me want to quote a musical at you!

How is that different from normal?

So you agree,  we’re both drinking then?

Fine. Jesus. I’m getting too old for this. Don’t hurry getting here, I have a lot to do.

We can dance together sober!

You’re so offensive!

If you start dancing, we’re going to have to Uber, because I need to be drunk to witness that. Clearly you’re misremembering what I was like in high school if you think me now is offensive.  

I was hoping you’d be having fun with me Santana…

See, I can have fun without being drunk. That’s what makes me not a problematic drinker. I’ll drink, like a drink or two. I’m just not getting drunk.

Sounds very specific San. 

You okay?

I’m just a really descriptive person.

Come over if you want before. If you’re going to get white girl wasted, I’m gonna need to drive.

I don’t plan on crying Santana.

Want to get ready together?

No one plans on crying, but sometimes you get too drunk, Don’t Stop Believing comes on, and suddenly you’re sobbing and no one can figure out why.

I thought maybe we could go to your club?

There is booze there isn’t there?

And no, it isn’t about Noah. His passing hasn’t help any but I’m not caught up on it exactly.

Oh. I mean, if you really want. Yeah, there’s booze. We’ve come up with a whole prohibition inspired cocktail menu for the new show. Actually, this works out better, because if you start crying when you get too drunk, there will be people better suited to deal with that there than me.

I don’t need you to bite, necessarily. I just need you to drink with me!

Plus I just meant that it would be sad to lose hope in the world, after holding out for so long. I survived Finn I can survive this. Whatever this is. 

Do you have anything to drink? All I have is bourbon and I don’t want you puking in my house.

It feels to0 sad to let go of San! I don’t want to by cynical.

I just need to stop thinking.

Okay, I’ll bite. What’s wrong?

A couple, actually.

Maybe you could put in a good word with them for Marley, yeah? Consider it both my good deed for the month, and future payment for a meet and greet with my “brother”

They are both gingers but no. I don’t think she has the backbone to be Merida. I watch them sometimes, but I don’t really have much time anymore. Because I can’t afford to just up and move? Even with the savings I have, I wouldn’t last a month living in LA and NYC isn’t much better, even if I got lucky and found roommates and a job right away.

It’s still wild to me that our guidance counselor was a woman with an out of control, untreated mental disorder. But if we started talking about things that didn’t make sense at McKinley, we’d be here all night.

Recording!

Your parents own a recording studio? Seriously?

It’s better that way!

What kind of studio are we talking? Dance? Art? Apartment?

It sucks not being the favorite child. Especially when the child in question is a dog or a studio or something for instance.

Your parents’ favorite kid is a studio? Wow, that’s way worse than mine.

Thanks, Santana. That means a lot coming from you. After so many years, this shouldn’t be getting to me the way it is. 

No, I mean, it’s always been hard for me to tell how you actually feel about anything, but your first love’s always going to be able to get to you, no matter how long it’s been. I’m still dodging events I might run into Brittany at.

That would be fantastic, but I might need a dog to go to the dog park…Lemme guess- your designer shoes and purses?

I doubt you’d be the first person to show up to a dog park solely to play with other people’s dogs. He actually only chewed on my purse, but yes. I think he’s trying to establish dominance, but he’s already my mom’s favorite child.