Part 10
Puck looked around suspiciously and sat down, unfolding a note book, and began writing in it. As he wrote he paused a few times and then resuming, smiling here and there when he started again.
Dave: Hey Puckerman.
Puck kept writing acknowledging Dave.
Dave: Puckerman?
Puck: Huh, oh, I sometimes I forget you're here; you mesh into the back ground.
Dave: Whatcha doin'?
Puck; Ah, huh, writing.
Dave: dude, why are you writing, we're not in school clearly,
Puck; I know, I was writing earlier just so Zizes can come over and annoy me but, I kinda got into it. I thought about it and realized no one is writing all this crap down.
Dave: All this?
Puck: All of it, Rory, Mercedes, Sugar, Quinn, Kurt, the others, the hatch, it needs to be known.
Dave: We can tell them ourselves.
Puck: I know this is a kinda sucky sitch but I don't think we'll be saved anytime soon, it's been over a month already.
Dave: You just gotta have faith.
Puck: Sure, but you also need something to do.
Dave: Fine, if you need an interview, pencil me in; Have you seen Artie?
Puck: No,
Dave: He's still sort of out of it since Quinn, I'm afraid he might do something crazy.
Puck: I'll keep an eye out for him.
Dave gets up and leaves Puck as he continues to write.