When he went back into the club for Christian, his jaw dropped.
The blonde man sat exactly where Kurt had left him, but was now surrounded by a crowd of women! Kurt stood staring and he listened to what was going on in disbelief.
"Oh Christian, you are sooooo smart!" one woman cooed, twirling a piece of his hair around her finger. He smiled and nodded his head.
"Of course I am! I graduated from Humber College!" he replied....with a British accent! Kurt's eyes widened.
"Christian, you are so strong! Do you work out?" another redhead asked as she felt his arm.
"Work out? Ha! I don't have time for such petty things! I spend my time writing lectures for the History Channel and delivering speeches at museum benefit banquets." He smiled at the woman, "But if you think my biceps are big, you should feel my....." Kurt smacked him before he could finish his sentence. Christian turned around to see the man who had hit him. "And who, might I ask, are you?" Kurt glared at him and his accent.
"Christian! You know darn well who I am!" he put his hands on his hips and stared at his blonde friend, he continued when Christian didn't answer. "Kurt...Kurt Angle!?" Christian just kept looking at the man. " Gold medal olympian...Kurt Angle!"
"Well, whoever you are, sir, you need to leave me alone!" Christian crossed his arms, crushing the hand of the redhead and turned around to face the women. Kurt stood in disbelief. Christian had not only turned intelligent, but had picked up several women and didn't seem to know who Kurt was!
"Christian! I don't know what's going on here, but you need to snap out of it." he poked his friend in the back, causing him to spin around suddenly and jump to his feet.
"Alright then, Olympic Gold Medalist Kurt Angle, I am going to have to resort to using force!" He lifted Kurt and proceeded to walk to the door, where he threw the man out into the parking lot.
