There was strangeness in the choir room that Santana could not immediately define, Sam and Quinn were carrying on their rituals of affection, whispering and giggling to on another. Finn was seated a few chairs away and Puck sat, looking bored on the upper tier, having left a space between him and Brittany for her. Brittany immediately brightened up at her arrival, giving a little wave and indicating the empty seat as if it wasn't obvious that she would take it.

"Hey Brit."

"Hey San!"

"Puckerman."

"Satan."

"Funny."

"So any idea what's with Finn suddenly deciding to grow a brain?"

"What?"

Puck indicated his friend who she noticed was reading. Seeing Finn's tall body hunched over the book in his lap revealed the source of her perceived oddity and honestly made her uncomfortable.

"Why should I care?"

"I didn't even know Finn could read," Brittany offered.

"Can you read?"

Santana gave him a glare, warning him not to ruin Brittany's day, he rolled his eyes and kicked the back of Finn's chair, "Hey, Finntasia, what're you reading?"

It took him a moment to look of from his book and when he did his eyes were wide.

"Ever hear of, like, Spartacus?"

"Is that a cleaning product?"

"No Brit, like three-hundred style shit. Roman bad-asses running around killing one another."

"Uh-huh, we're learning about some of it in history and I thought it was really cool so I went to the library."

"Wow Finn, good job, I didn't even know you knew where the library was."

"Haha Santana, but it's really cool and stuff. I mean, it's really cool to think of how stuff would be if we were like that. All the gladiators? First place I'm going when I get a time machine."

"Dude, you have a list of places you're gonna go when you get a time machine?"

"Yeah…don't you?"

Santana placed her chin on her hands as she began to tune out their now irrelevant conversation, Brittany nudged her, "Come one San, you don't think it'd be kinda cool? Having being happy all the time be your job? I mean, I guess that would get tiring, smiling all the time."

"What?"

"Finn was saying something about Gladder's"

"Gladiators Brit, Gladiators."