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Puck walked with his girlfriend over to Sam and the two of them took a seat, "is this gonna take long?" Lauren asked.

Sam was about to say something but he was interuppted by Rachel, "really because Finn and I have plans."

Finn looked at her, "we do?"

Rachel nodded as if it was obvious, "yes, we do...don't you remember?"

Finn nodded with a half smile, he really didn't remember, because they really didn't have any plans. However, he decided not to say anything and agree with her anyway; mostly just to avoid a fight. Then he took a seat, and waited for Rachel to sit beside him, but when she didn't he looked at her expectantly. The girl just waved at the chair.

The wave was enough for the boy to get though, as he quickly got out of his own seat and pulled the chair out for his girlfriend.

"Thank you." Rachel smiled at him sweetly.

Finn nodded, "of course."

That was when Sam answered, "no, it shouldn't take to long. We just have to wait for Quinn."

Puck shrugged, "well, where is she?"

The blonde boy sighed, "I don't know...I texted her the same time I texted you two, she should be here soon."

Lauren shook her head, "well, I do hope you get a little angry with her when she comes...because we were kind enough to be on time."

Sam nodded, "don't worry...I'm sure she has a good explanation." He took Quinn's ipod and stuffed it in the pocket of his jeans.

"Thanks for stopping here for me, Q." Santana told her as she got back into her vehicle.

Quinn smiled, "it's no problem...how's your truck?"

Santana sighed, "I need a new one."

"That bad?" Quinn started the car again as Santana strapped on her seatbelt.

"Well, Burt said he'd have it ready by tomorrow, but it's broken down like four times these past few months, and I'm guessing I should probably buy a new one at some point." The darker girl explained.

Quinn nodded from her seat behind the steering wheel, "yeah."

The rest of the drive up there was quiet and it was actually a pretty short drive; the blonde actually drove kind of fast.

Once arriving at the Lima Bean Quinn and Santana got out of the vehicle and made their voyage into the coffee shop. Upon entering Quinn spotted the table right away, seeing it as it was the only table with so many people at it.

"Hey, sorry I'm late, Santana wanted to come, and we had to check on her truck up at Burt's shop." Quinn explained as she took a seat inbetween Sam and Rachel. Santana nodded dragging a chair from another table and sitting with the group, "true."

Finn looked at the raven haired girl, "so it must be your truck that I'm working on." He told her.

Santana shrugged, "didn't realize you were working on a truck...but yeah, it probably is mine."

Puck shook his head, "pushing away the talk about trucks and working on them, what is our band gonna be called?" He asked.

Quinn shrugged, "I don't know." Though she did suddenly get another idea, "hey San, you know what I just thought of?"

Santana shook her head, "no, what?"

"You know how you've been becoming kind of depressed lately?"

Santana nodded, "yes, Quinn, but I'd rather not discuss that in front of everyone here." She tried her best to smile, but failed completely. Thinking about Brittany having fun with Artie in Hawaii just made her so damn depressed.

The blonde girl laughed, "I'm not trying to depress you. I think I've found a way to keep your mind off of it."

Santana shrugged, "I'm not following."

Quinn looked at Finn, Sam and Puck, "how about Santana be our manager?" She asked.

"What?" It was said by everyone at the table excluding Quinn.

The girl shrugged, "come on, San knows how to be organized. She can get practically anyone to do anything for her without trying to much...and she knows her way around Lima like the back of her hand."

Santana nodded, "well, that is true."

Puck sighed, "You know, I know my way around Lima also."

Quinn smiled, "sure honey, you do...but not in the way I mean."

"Would you do it?" Sam asked the Latina (he wasn't sure if it was a good idea or not, but he really wanted Quinn to give him another chance, so yeah, he'd do anything for her...and he meant anything).

Santana looked at Quinn who was kind of giving her the look that said 'do this for me and I will do anything for you for however long I shall live' though she was sure the look also said something along the lines of 'you better do this for me bitch, because you are half of the reason I'm doing this damn thing in the first place.' Which if she thought about it, it was kind of true. Santana did push Quinn to play the game.

After a moment the Latina nodded, "oh, what the hell. I'll do it."

Quinn smiled, "awesome."

Puck nodded, "alright, we have a manager, now we need a nam..."

"Hold On." Rachel cut him off.

Finn looked at his girlfriend, "what's up?"

Rachel just nodded at Santana, "I highly think that it is very unlikely that Santana will be a respecful and responsible manager for your band."

Santana shook her head, "you really have no room to talk midget."

Rachel just looked at her appalled, "exuse me Santana, but I do have some experience in the performing world thank you."

Santana nodded, "yeah, but you've never been on the managing side." She smirked, "you would never do that anyway, so let me do this...and don't argue because you are not a part of the band so nothing you say really matters."

Finn shook his head, "whoa, whoa, don't talk to her like that." He said defending his girlfriend.

Santana looked at him, "do you want a manager or not?"

Finn shrugged, "yeah, well, I'm sure we could find someone other than you if we needed too."

Puck waved his hands to stop the fight from getting any worse, "look, not that I don't agree with both of you, because I do. And yes the manager aspect of a band is a good thing, however I think we should probably get a name first, so I'd like to introduce the name of 'Baby Mama And Her Crew'" He winked at Quinn, "tribute to our little one."

Quinn rolled her eyes, "no."

Puck looked disappointed but he did move on, "well what about 'Sexy Hearts With An Erotic Twist?"

Sam couldn't help but laugh at that one, "I don't think so."

Finn shrugged, "we could name it after the coffee shop, only instead of the Lima Bean, we could be 'The Lima Beans.'"

Quinn and Santana both burst into a fit of giggles and Finn looked at them with a mixture of confusion and hurt.

Quinn shook her head, "no, I'm sorry Finn. That, that was a good choice, I just, I don't think it works for us."

"And what did you have in mind Barbie?" Rachel asked.

Quinn looked at her, "oh, I didn't know we were back to name calling Ru Paul." She growled.

Rachel scowled at her before shrugging, "band name?"

Quinn shrugged, "I don't have one."

"'Lima Rejects'." Santana offered.

Thirty minutes later and they were still bouncing names off of each other, none of them seemed to please all of them. For example:

'The Gold Stars' was suggested by Rachel.

Santana had said 'The Adjacent Side Of Lima' due none other than to pay tribute to the part of town she called home.

'Jelly Doughnut.' Had been Lauren's suggestion (mostly because she wanted a jelly doughnut).

Sam had suggested 'Cover You' because he figured they'd be doing quite a few cover songs before they could write their own.

Finn stated that they should be called, 'The Lima Four.'

Puck went on to say their name should be, 'The Incredibly Sexy Sex Sharks.'

And Quinn had finally suggested one, 'I.N.S.O.M.N.I.A.T.I.C' Which she then went on to state should stand for "Incredible Nobody's Showing Only Magnificent Numbers Internationally Accumulating Talent Inside Covers."

By the time Kurt and Blaine showed up, they had officially given up, it seemed as though nobody liked anyone elses suggestion.

"Why so glum?" Blaine asked within a whisper.

Quinn shrugged, "this band thing is a bust."

"Why's that?" Kurt asked.

Finn shrugged, "we can't agree on a band name."

Kurt sighed, "well I'm sure most bands can't for a while, but soon enough they do decide on one."

Puck sighed, "yeah, well...I really don't want to end up with something stupid, and look..." He reached across the table where Quinn was and grabbed the picece of paper that was in front of her, "we've written them all down and they pretty much all suck."

Blaine looked at the paper observing it over his boyfriends shoulder, "ooh, pretty flower." He commented.

Quinn smiled, "thanks, drew it myself." She said in a mockingly proud tone.

Blaine laughed.

"Hey, I like the Insomniatic one." Kurt said, "it does kind of represent what you are doing for now. I mean obviously you won't always be doing covers but that's why you don't go by the whole name instead you just go by I.N.S.O.M.N.I.A.T.I.C or Insomniatic."

Quinn nodded, "that's exactly what I said."

Finn shrugged, "and like I kindly stated earlier, it'll get people like me confused."

Kurt shrugged, "that's possible."

Sam shrugged, "I just think we may be screwed."

"Hey there's a name!" Blaine joked, trying to lighten the mood but it didn't work. Blaine shrugged, "you know: 'We May Be Screwed' It was a joke?"

Kurt shook his head as he patted his boyfriends shoulder, "I don't think they care."

Blaine nodded, "yeah, probably not."

So, I know this chapter is a bit short, but it's just to lay down the band names, which I have no idea what to pick really...really, I have no idea...

...Anyway if you are still reading awesome...

I'm very sorry for the wait, I've been caught up with a lot of stuff, and I just got into the zone of my new Fuinn story so I've been writing that non-stop.

Anyway I really hope someone is still enjoying this story, and you're not getting bored of it...

...Thanks again for reading...