When Quinn e-mailed all her former glee club teammates to inform them that she and Puck were engaged, she explicitly stated that she did not want a wild bachelorette party. Not one month later, Kurt and the other original glee girls have her taking shots at a karaoke bar with her wedding veil hanging loosely on her head. Here's a short run down of why Quinn was stupid for thinking this wouldn't happen.

Rachel = loves public places where she can sing.

Kurt = loves anything wedding related.

Santana = loves drinking.

Tina = loves karaoke.

Brittany = goes where Santana goes.

Mercedes = gives in to peer pressure, especially from Kurt.

The bar was packed, for some reason the people of Lima really love to drink.

"This is my last one" Quinn says as she takes another shot.

"That was your fourth last one" Mercedes scolded.

Quinn sticks her tongue out at her.

The other glee girls were up on the stage performing spice girls songs while Kurt flirted with the straight bartender, leaving Mercedes and Quinn to talk to each other alone.

"Tell me something Jones; do you think I'm doing the right thing?" Quinn slurred.

"What does your heart say?" Mercedes responded.

Both girls started laughing so loud that Rachel nearly messed up her dance steps.

"I'm serious; I need to hear you say that I'm doing the right thing?" Quinn said as she struggled to pour another shot.

Mercedes took the bottle away from her.

"Why do I have to validate your decision toothpick?" Mercedes questioned.

"Because you're my plump sassy black girlfriend who drops pearls of wisdom with finger snapping and neck rolling" Quinn giggled.

"You're kind of a racist when you're drunk. Did anyone ever tell you this?"

"Drunk up I'm not shut." Quinn stammered as she began to fall asleep on the couch in the VIP section.

"Exactly. Come on princess, its past midnight and you got to get home."

Sadly, the bachelorette party ended on a sour note for most of the girls.

Rachel = didn't get to sing all the Celine Dion songs she wanted to sing (and there wasn't a single record executive in the crowd).

Santana = still in love with Brittany (you never get over your first love and alcohol reminds her of that fact every time).

Brittany = still loves everyone (she was the fourth wife of a Mormon minister for a while after graduation….no really she graduated)

Kurt = Mad that the straight bartender didn't want to have sex with him.

Tina = started crying because no one pays attention to her.

Mercedes = had to chaperone drunk Quinn and take her home.

Quinn =actually had a good time (no really, Fabray drinks like an Irish Hilton sister)

Mercedes rolls the window down on Quinn's side so she can stick her head out of the car if she needs to throw up.

Fabray was now experiencing the downer effects of drinking and was feeling very depressed.

"You still never answered my question Mercedes; do you think I should marry Puck?"

"I can't answer that for you Quinn, it's your life. But I do hope you aren't doing this out of guilt over giving up Beth. Marriage shouldn't be a punishment; you two aren't bound to each other forever because of what you did in high school. You deserve more than that Quinn, and so does Puck."

Quinn begins to cry.

"Now I know why Finn chose you. You're so nice and warm and you have giant boobs and I'm just a cold hearted ball busting bitch!"

Fabray starts weeping like a baby and Mercedes has to pull over to try to console her.

"Quinn you are not a cold hearted ball busting bitch, not lately."

"Really?" Quinn says with hopeful teary eyes.

"Yes. You have matured so much over the years and I consider you one of my closest friends."

"Thank you Mercedes, that means a lot coming from you. In some ways, you're kind of my hero."

"Really?" Mercedes never expected to hear those words from Queen Quinn, never.

"Yeah, I bent over backwards trying to get Finn to commit to me and so did Rachel. We tried treats, threats, short leashes, long leashes, but he could never make up his mind. Not with you, you call and he comes running."

Mercedes gets this big goofy smile on her face. She loves it when people admire her.

"Well Q it's all in the attitude. I let Finn know since day one that he could leave whenever he wanted too; I was never going to try to hold him in a relationship if he didn't want one. And that first grade reverse psychology is exactly what Finn's fourth grade brain needed to know that I will not tolerate his games."

Quinn stared with gapping mouth.

"That is the smartest thing anyone has ever said. Mercedes, you have to right that down, you have to write a book."

"No I can't do that. Finn has a bit of a fragile ego. If I write a book about how much I manipulate him then he'll get all pouty and I hate seeing him pout."

"Yeah, Puck doesn't really pout so much as he curses and storms off."

There is an awkward silence in the car for a moment.

"But does he come back to you?" Mercedes asked.

"Every time…and he usually brings a present with him" Quinn laughs.

"Damn girl you're the one who needs to write a book not me." Mercedes teased.

Overall the night turned into a very pleasant bonding experience for Quinn and Mercedes…until Quinn had to throw up in a stranger's rose garden.