Mike Chang is a good friend. Some would even describe him as the type of guy who would give you the shirt off his back if you asked him to. But even he has his limits. Those limits are being tested by his high school friend Finn Hudson.

"Finn, I know you weren't always the sharpest point on the throwing star."

"What?" Finn was confused by the analogy.

"It's Ok I can say that because I'm Asian. Basically, I'm calling you stupid." Mike said through tired, red eyes.

"Hey I am not stupid. I just have some problem areas, mainly math, reading, history, and science." Finn said matter-of-factly.

Mike looked at him for a second to see if Finn was making a joke…he wasn't.

"You do realize that I just got back in town after a 4 hour plane ride that was delayed for an hour and a half due to weather conditions. In total that is five and a half hours Finn! Five and a half hours of my life and 400 dollars from my bank account that I gladly gave up to come to your wedding. And the first thing you do when you pick me up from the airport is drive me back the McKinley choir room?" Mike said in extreme frustration.

"I got you your favorite soda." Was all Finn could say in response to that tirade.

Mike looked down at the empty cherry coke can in his hand and sighed.

"What are we doing here Finn?"

"Mike, I need you to teach me how to do the electric slide."

Chang crushed the can in his hand.

"What? Are you serious? " Mike said, his eyes beginning to twitch.

"What's the problem is it really that hard?" Finn asked.

"No Finn, it's just that it's so damn easy. I've seen old people with oxygen tanks do it. I've seen little kids just learning how to walk do it. I've seen pregnant women do it. And you need me, a professional who charges thousands of dollars for my expertise, to teach you how to move left, right, backward, and forward? I mean, come on man, aren't you the new glee coach?"

"I only handle the singing, costume, and song selection part; I usually let the kids come up with their own dances."

Mike was heading towards the door when Finn stepped in front of him.

"Please Mike I need your help, I nearly killed two of Mercedes' nephews the last time I attempted it. They made me sit at the domino's table for the rest of the family reunion and wouldn't even let me play. It was devastating." Finn said with eyes cast to the ground.

"So you're doing this to impress the Jones family?"

"Yes OK, I really want them to think I'm cool. Right now they see me as the single whitest thing to ever exist, and I want to prove to them that I am worthy to be a part of their family."

"And you think the electric slide is going to do all that?" Mike questioned.

"It's a start, when you're at the bottom you really got no other place to go but up." Finn said.

"This really means a lot to you." Mike said, sensing the sincerity in Finn's tone.

"My family has pretty much always been my mom and me. Burt and Kurt are great, but there are only two of them. Mercedes has a huge family, and I want them to respect me. Especially her uncles and male cousins, some of whom still think I'm an undercover cop."

Mike let out a huge laugh. Once again Finn Hudson was using his insecurities and vulnerabilities to get people to help him.

"Fine, I'll help you. But you only get one free hour. And you better practice on your own too; I don't want you embarrassing both of us at your wedding."

Finn gave Mike a huge hug and then dashed over to the stereo system to pick the right music.

"And you're getting me more cherry coke after this Hudson, a damn 24 pack!"