Kurt and Blaine had showed up at Breadstix about ten minutes before actually getting out of the car to begin walking up towards the entrance. Blaine knew that Dave was going to be there, yet Kurt had left out the small detail that it was his own suggestion to invite him too. After being asked if he wanted to come along, Blaine had simply replied with yeah, sure, without saying much else at all.

Now that they were standing outside the main doors, Kurt had, once again, decided that Blaine being there was a bad idea and hesitated when his boyfriend held the door open for him. He didn't believe that they'd both get into some sort of fight with each other right there in front of Quinn, Santana, and Brittany, but he didn't feel as if he wanted to deal with the awkwardness of it all.

Blaine eventually rolled his eyes, grabbing Kurt's hand and pulling him inside the restaurant in one quick movement. They stood off to the side of the waiting area where a hostess stood, looking around the various tables to try and find the rest of the group. Once he spotted them near the back, Kurt took a deep breath and ran his left hand down the front of his shirt to smooth it out.

"You should probably stop freaking out now," Blaine said, staring at Kurt as if he were extremely amused.

Kurt scoffed. "Who's freaking out? I'm not freaking out." His voice cracked slightly, causing him to wince before laughing a little to himself over the whole situation.

"Right," Blaine replied, glancing back at the table that Dave and the former-Cheerios were sitting at. "So... are we gonna go over there or just stand here for awhile?"

"Why did I think I'd be okay with you coming again?" Kurt shook his head, wide-eyed, as his nerves took over once more. It wasn't that Blaine and Dave hated each other, but their past meetings hadn't ever really gone over too well.

Blaine looked back over to Kurt, smiling softly. "I have no idea. But I'm here."

Kurt looked over to see his boyfriend smiling, though he couldn't bring himself to do the same. "Maybe you should just leave," he said sarcastically.

"Are you serious?" Blaine chuckled.

"No," Kurt sighed.

Blaine brought his hand up slightly to rub Kurt's lower back for a moment. "You know, you're adorable when you're freaking out."

He rolled his eyes, "so I've been told."

"Let's go," Blaine laughed again, pushing Kurt towards the back table.

As they got closer, Dave looked up at Kurt and flashed him a little smile. He automatically felt himself smiling back until he looked over two seats from Dave to see Santana giving him, what he liked to call, her bitch-face.

"Why were you both standing at the entrance staring?" she asked.

Kurt's eyebrows shot up and then back down instantly. "Oh, you know how we love to make an exciting entrance," he said, smiling.

"Yeah, I wouldn't actually call that exciting," she said crossing her arms. "Weird, maybe." Santana smirked to show that she was kidding.

"What can I say? I enjoy being a little weird," he replied, nodding.

Quinn was sitting in-between Dave and Santana on one side of the table, so Blaine took the seat next to Brittany on the other side while Kurt sat down next to him, on the end, across from Dave.

"Hello, ladies," Blaine said as he sat down.

While they all replied back to him, Kurt snuck a quick glance at Dave to see him staring down at the menu. It seemed as if he was just focused on one spot rather than actually reading the different choices available.

Blaine looked over towards Dave, nodding once in acknowledgement. "Dave."

Dave moved his head up, but only enough to be able to see Kurt's boyfriend. "Hey," he responded quickly before looking back down again.

All six teenagers sat there silently for a few moments, looking around as if waiting for someone to say something to break the ice. Or the tension, Kurt thought.

Quinn was the first to speak up. "Well, this isn't awkward at all, is it?" she asked, glancing around the table.

"Of course not," Kurt replied. "Just a group of people having dinner together. Happens all the time."

Blaine looked over to Kurt, nodding briefly. "That is very true. And I appreciate the invite, of course. So, thank you." He smiled, looking at Quinn, Santana, and Brittany.

"Thank Dave. It was his idea," Brittany said as she moved the ice around in her glass with a straw.

"Oh," Blaine said softly, raising an eyebrow before looking back at Dave. "Well then, thanks, Dave."

David cleared his throat. "Sure," he said to Blaine, though he had looked up at Kurt when replying.

This isn't awkward at all... Kurt, sarcastically, thought. "So," he said, attempting to change the subject. "Is this going to be a weekly thing you're all trying out then, or... what?"

"Nope, we're just here to help Dave get his mind off having to be alone with Rachel for awhile tomorrow," Quinn exclaimed as she laughed to herself.

Dave looked over to her and smiled, shaking his head.

"Ah, well," Kurt said. "Makes sense then."

Blaine was just looking back and forth between everyone sitting at the table. He seemed confused, but Kurt wasn't exactly surprised. He hadn't told Blaine about Dave joining McKinley's glee club yet- only because of the small incident that had occurred at the Lima Bean.

"What do you have to do with Rachel tomorrow?" he asked, looking at Dave with a confused expression on his face.

Dave cleared his throat again. "Um, gotta work on a duet with her."

Blaine grew curious slightly. "Duet?" he asked. "You sing?"

"I guess," the jock replied quickly again.

"Dave's in New Directions now," Brittany said, looking over at Blaine. She then turned her head to see Dave, smiling at him.

"Really." It was supposed to be a question, though the way Blaine said it made it sound more like a statement that he didn't quite understand. He quickly glanced at Kurt and then gazed back to Dave, turning his head slightly as if analyzing him. "I didn't know that."

Kurt hoped that Blaine wouldn't be too upset, but he honestly didn't want to always be bringing up Dave whenever he talked to his boyfriend. Yes, Dave was now his friend whom he was helping out and spending time with, but as he had told Blaine- that's all it was and he needed to respect that.

"Well, we haven't actually heard him sing by himself yet," Quinn said, throwing her arm around Dave's shoulders and resting the hand from her other arm on his bicep. "But... he should know that we're all looking forward to it."

"Even if we have to listen to Rachel for part of the song," Santana said, smiling in agreement. "And that's surprising coming from me."

"You have really pretty eyes, Dave," Brittany said randomly. Everyone glanced over towards her and then at each other, shrugging.

Dave looked to his left and his right momentarily. "Uh, thanks." He swallowed before looking down at his menu again as he had been doing earlier.

Santana let out a big huff of air, looking around the restaurant as she began to raise her voice for almost everyone to hear. "Can I get a waitress over here now? We don't have all night, seriously."

Dave glanced over at her, smirking, before shaking his head. "You could always whip out a razor-blade and threaten one to come over."

Kurt and Santana both laughed lightly at his joke. Blaine just raised his eyebrows at him, looking down towards his menu sitting on the table.

A little while later, everyone sitting at the table had been enjoying their food and talking about a lot of different things going on in their lives. Blaine was in deep conversation with Quinn, Santana, and Brittany, so Kurt took the opportunity to talk to Dave for a few moments.

"How are you feeling?"

Dave looked up from his food, suddenly looking confused. "Fine, why?" he raised an eyebrow.

Kurt laughed a little to himself. "Are you feeling fine about tomorrow?"

"Nah," Dave laughed too. "But I hadn't really thought about it in awhile until you just brought it up."

"Well, excuse me," Kurt said dramatically, smiling. "I guess I'm just a horrible friend."

Dave stared at Kurt for a moment before replying, shaking his head. "Don't say that. You've been a great friend."

Kurt couldn't help but stare back at Dave. He really does have pretty eyes, he thought to himself, remembering Brittany's statement from earlier.

"So," Dave said, as he was the first to break the gaze and look down at his food. "Um, how good of friends are you with Rachel anyways?"

"Well," Kurt smirked. "Our relationship has always been... strange," he laughed. "But, she's honestly a really sweet girl once you get to know her. And she has so much talent that it's practically seeping out of her... but don't tell her I said that."

Dave laughed lightly, before nodding. "Noted."

"Like I said, you'll be fine. Rachel's always been about giving her performance everything she's got, so she'll definitely be giving you some pointers and opinions and things like that," he paused for a moment, thinking over what he had just said. "Well, actually," he continued. "She'll just be forcing them on you. Whether that's a good thing or not is another question."

Dave glanced down at the floor, laughing again, before looking back at Kurt. "You're making me feel so much better here."

"I'm sorry!" Kurt laughed too. "I'm just being honest."

David looked over Kurt's face for a moment, analyzing his statement. "Being brutally honest is kind of your style, huh?"

Kurt shrugged. "Sometimes," he replied. "It's better than lying."

They both just stared at each other again for a few moments. Kurt could hear Blaine talking about something, but couldn't quite make out what it was. All he was noticing at that moment was that Dave was looking right back at him with an expression that was, again, unreadable.

"Thank you, by the way," Kurt finally said, smiling softly.

"For what?"

"For talking to my dad the other day."

Dave nodded, flashing a small smile. "I'm glad I did."

They were both looking at each other again for a few more moments, until Dave looked down at the table towards the tiny paper ball he had made from his straw wrapper. He moved it a few times with his right index finger before flicking it right at Kurt, hitting him square in the chest.

"Hey!" Kurt laughed, throwing it back at Dave.

Blaine had finally turned to look at what was going on, though Kurt hadn't actually noticed- he was too busy looking at Dave's goofy grin.

"You're such a dork," Kurt said. Dave just laughed again.

Blaine decided to interrupt whatever had been going on. "What are you guys talking about?"

Kurt looked over at his boyfriend and then back at Dave. "Rachel, mostly."

"Ah," Blaine replied, smiling softly. "Interesting girl."

"Blaine, here," Kurt was speaking to Dave, though he gave a side nod towards the Warbler, "has kissed said girl."

Dave just raised an eyebrow, showing off his confused expression without saying anything.

"Did you really have to bring that up?" Blaine said, shaking his head. Quinn, Santana, and Brittany had stopped talking and were now listening in on the conversation.

Kurt laughed lightly, "I just think it's funny now."

"Yeah, you would."

Dave still looked confused, so Santana decided to give him a few more details while leaning forward to look past Quinn. "We had a party last year, and a little bit of alcohol was involved... decided to play spin the bottle and... things got a little nuts," she shrugged.

He nodded at her, looking back over at Kurt. "Were you two," he asked, moving his index finger back and forth between Blaine and Kurt, "together?"

Kurt was confused as to why Dave wanted to know, though Blaine was the first to reply. "No, not yet. We got together a little while after that," he said, nudging Kurt's shoulder lightly and smiling at him. Kurt glanced at his boyfriend, giving a quick smile, and immediately focused back on Dave.

He was nodding, though Kurt couldn't help but notice that he looked sad. He automatically assumed that Dave's expression may have been because he was longing for the day when he would be completely out, allowing him to go to dinner and be in a relationship with someone that truly cares about him.

His look could only be because of that, right?

Dave had gotten up from the table to "use the restroom," though he had really just wanted to get away for a few minutes. He came out of the men's bathroom door, pausing for a moment as an older couple walked by him. The woman smiled at him briefly as she passed, where he smiled in return. As he looked back towards the table, he quickly noticed that Santana wasn't there.

He sighed lightly to himself as he focused in on Kurt. Blaine was talking about something that he couldn't hear, of course, and Kurt was smiling while listening to his boyfriend. Brittany said something that made them all laugh, and he noticed Blaine set his hand on top of Kurt's on the table.

He's happy, Dave thought as he smiled to himself, though it still seemed sad. He then noticed that someone was standing next to him, where he glanced over to see Santana looking towards the table too. He knew she was looking at Brittany.

"What's up, DK?" she asked, when she noticed Dave had seen her out of the corner of her eye.

Dave glanced back at the table, shaking his head. "I hate it when you call me that."

"Hey, it's just your initials," she smirked. "I can't help it if people use the same thing when they're talking about Donkey Kong."

Dave couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, whatever, J Lo"

Santana jabbed at his ribs lightly with her elbow. "Jerk," she said, laughing. Neither had looked away from the table for a few moments until Santana finally looked up at Dave, her expression concerned. "You okay?"

All Dave could do at that moment was shrug. "I guess." He glanced down at her. "You?"

She looked back towards Brittany, pausing until she finally nodded. "For now."