To Santana: OMG, get down to the choir room, STAT! You're going to love this!
To Rachel: Oh plz tell me that Puck got his junk stuck in his guitar again!
To Santana: Ew! What? NO! Daddy's tearing Mr. Schue a new one…. He's not impressed with the fact that Schue tried to make me do something I was clearly uncomfortable with, and then yelled at you for trying to speak up for me. It's like the Fourth of July in there!
To Rachel: OH MY GOD YES VIRGINA THERE IS A SANTA CLAUSE!
To Rachel: y am i not in there! tell leroy 2 w8 or least record it.
To Santana: Recording it so you can see it from the beginning. Oh god, Schue just used the word "diva" and not in a good way. I don't know what to do. Should I stop the carnage.
To Santana: Well…if he didn't get the message from me that I won't be singing with Finn, I think he gets it now. Goodness….
To Rachel: Just a suggestion but tell ur scary ass dad that we want that duet.
To Rachel: Fuck i just ran n2 Shamu. Think i shud bring him along?
To Santana: Already told him. He's secured us a spot on the program for Nationals. :)
To Santana: Shamu?
To Rachel: Score! Daddy Berry 4 the win. I'm sure u already have a couple songs picked out huh?
To Rachel: And yes Shamu. Schue said I needed 2 stop calling Finn Finnocense. And i'm draggin him along cuz he apparently has an idea 4 regionals thats just "gonna b gr8!" -.- B there in a min.
To Santana: A couple of ideas, but I'm excited to hear any suggestions from you!
To Santana: Oh lord…this is about to get messy…