Pulling up in the Haverbrook School for the Deaf parking lot, Kurt reviewed his plans for tracking down Marcus. After listening to so much of Rachel's paranoid babbling about researching your competition to keep the advantage, Kurt had picked up a thing or two. He grabbed his satchel and straightened his jacket as he strolled up the front path and into the main entrance. He acted as confidently as he could, attempting to blend in to the flow of students in the hallway as he sought out his target. Upon hearing the notes from a piano, he changed his course to follow the tune of what was most definitely a song from the Beatles. It seems like the Beatles is a running theme for Haverbrook, or maybe just Marcus' favorite Kurt thought. Entering the school's music room he spotted Marcus standing by the piano, as a curly haired boy sat playing.

"There will be an answer

Let it be…"

"Let it be, let it be,

Let it be, let it be"

"Speaking words of wisdom

Let it be…""

Marcus' voice seemed to tremble even more as it came to the close of the song. Looking up he blinked out of his emotional state, seeing Kurt standing in the doorway of his classroom was somewhat confusing but he was more concerned by the angry look Kurt focused on him. At Marcus's surprised expression the boy at the piano looked over his shoulder to see what was going on.

"Kurt? What are you doing here?" Marcus signed with a puzzled look on his face.

"We need to talk about Mercedes," Kurt replied, somewhat slowly but with determination, as he tried to remember the correct signs and expressions.

Realising that this conversation seemed to be of a private nature the boy turned back to the keys and started gathering the sheet music.

"I don't know what's been going on with you two, but there's a problem now because something to do with you has got her really sad and confused. That means you and I have issues too." Kurt continued, every so often lapsing into speech as he struggled to recall signs.

"Why should she be confused? She is the one who doesn't want to spend time with me," Marcus shot back defensively.

Turning briefly, Marcus signed farewell to the boy at the piano before stepping towards Kurt and leading him out the door to continue the conversation elsewhere.

Marcus nudged Kurt through some doors into a deserted court yard, where Kurt turned an accusing look toward Marcus. Both boys regarded each other as two gun fighters preparing to duel. Each seems to feel that their grievance made them the justified party and now it was the showdown to see who would break the deadlock first. Kurt's natural urge to express his thoughts won out, "Why have you been avoiding Mercedes?" his hands slowly and awkwardly trying to match his agitated spoken words. Marcus's look of utter confusion led Kurt to repeat himself with greater emphasis and a rising feeling of annoyance at Marcus's cluelessness to the situation.

With a determined wave of his arm Marcus interrupted Kurt's flow of words and sign. "I know what you are saying; I just don't know what you mean. I think Mercedes has misread the signs". As Kurt absorbed the double meaning of this and the irony of the words a smile played across his face breaking the tense atmosphere. Glad to hear that Kurt signed back with a cheeky smile. As the tension continued to decrease the two boys took a companionable seat together on a nearby bench to continue resolving the situation. Now that the heat of the moment had passed both the boys found it much easier to communicate and be understood by each other.