"I, um... maybe I should leave..."
"You're not going anywhere! Well, actually, why are you here at all?" Kurt asked, a confused look upon his face.
"Finn invited me, and Santanna made me come."
"Ahh, that's right...You and her. Interesting situation, isn't it? Makes me -hiccup- wonder." Kurt pushed, getting in Dave's personal space.
"Huh?" Finn asked, obviously confused.
"Why don't... -hiccup- why don't you leave us, Dave and I need to talk." he said as he fanned Finn away. Finn shrugged, glad that Kurt got sidetracked from his anger at the diary thing, and gave Dave a 'thumbs up' with a goofy smile.
'Hudson is an odd drunk. Well, dude's just weird anyway'
"So." he heard Kurt's soft voice say, drawing him from his thoughts that were growing increasingly flighty.
"So." he copied, trying to take another drink from his now-empty can.
'When did I drink all of that?'
He had jammed another in his hoodie pocket for later, so he cracked it open and drank after setting his empty one by his feet.
Kurt was holding a girly martini glass, but from the smell it seemed like he too was on his way to getting Loko'd. Only Kurt Hummel would drink a cheap canned alcohol in a martini glass.
He studied Dave for a few moments, before sighing.
"You know, you've really been confusing me lately."
"Why?"
"I dunno. You just have. I've been thinking 'bout you and-"
"KURT! Where's my Kurty-Bear!" Mercedes yelled, coming into the room and dragging the boy away.
Kurt sent him a look that clearly read 'this discussion WILL happen' and then allowed himself to be taken by his best friend to who-knows-where.
But Dave didn't care at that moment. All he could think about was that Kurt had been thinking about him.
He took another hearty drink.