I had initially planned on this chapter being longer...but this date part started to take on a life of it's own. So it will be continued in chapter 52. I thought you might all like the extra chapter since you know...sob...ending. For now. Don't forget sequel people! (oh how I love being a story pimp! It's awewsomesauce!) And consider something in this a special season ending surprise if you will. All with love for you!

"Rinky Dinks?" Kurt read the sign blankly, fixing his best unimpressed stare at Matt. "All your bragging and you bring me to Rinky Dinks?"

"You never saw it coming did you." Matt laughed.

"That's one way to put it. The other way of course is to say I clearly won."

"I believe the terms were that wasn't decided until the end of the night. As we've not gone inside the doors yet, I'm still going to beat you." Matt said confidently as he exited the Jeep.

"Oh I so doubt that." Kurt responded as he followed suit, easily catching up to Matt's taller form. Ok Matt had been right this was certainly an original idea but still, it was going to take a lot more than a night of roller skating to top his moonlight picnic. Not to mention what happened during the picnic, Kurt remembered with a smile.

"I'll make you a believer yet." Matt promised as they reached the door.

Not that he had any experience with this sort of scene, but Kurt had expected more people to be present on a Friday night. He could vaguely remember skating parties being sponsored by schools on Friday nights during elementary and middle school. At the very least the loudest, most obnoxious hits from (oh Gaga help him) Justin Bieber should be blaring at top volume. But the rink was decidedly quiet and as far as Kurt could tell, the band he remembered from their last trip here were the only people in the place.

"It's awful quiet for a Friday night." Kurt remarked. Deserted was probably a better word for it. Maybe skating parties had gone the way of the eight track in terms of entertainment value.

"Maybe there's a private party or something." Matt shrugged.

"Well then we would haven't been able to get in." Kurt argued before catching the way Matt was trying (and failing) to hold back his laugh. In fact Matt looked a little bit like Santana when a plot she had to destroy someone was about to work. "Wait. Private party? You did not."

"Like you said. This place should be busier and if there was a private party we wouldn't have been able to get in." Matt pointed out with a giggle.

"We're the private party?" Kurt sputtered in disbelief. No. Matt had not pulled this off. No way. "How…I mean…you can't…..how?"

He was eternally grateful he had caught himself from blurting out "You can't afford this" before the phrase fully left his mouth. True he sounded like a babbling idiot but it was better than possibly picking a fight with Matt over the whole money issue. Kurt knew Matt was already worrying about how to pay for college and mildly freaking out about the whole finding a job mission he had given himself. This could not have been cheap and the idea Matt went to all this trouble for him? Well, Matt certainly just won the bet. Not that Kurt was going to let him know that just yet. A man did have his pride after all. There would be no getting through the next hour or so if Matt realized he had won right now.

"I had a little help." Matt admitted as they came to a stop by the skate rental counter.

"Help? What kind of help?"

"Well if it isn't my favorite glee kid." A familiar voice slurred from behind them. Turning around, Kurt felt his eyes widen as the clearly inebriated form of April Rhodes nearly fell over her impossibly cute heels as she weaved her way towards them. Predictably her top was way too tight, the neckline way to low and the skirt way too high but those leopard print stilettos? Divine. She crashed into Matt and smiled up at him as Matt had to place his hands on her waist to keep her from falling over.

"Whoopsies." April giggled. "At least this time I kept my top on."

"Yeah good thing." Matt shifted uncomfortably as he helped April stand as straight as she probably could. After seeing her nearly topple over almost immediately after Matt let go of her, Kurt moved closer so she could at least balance herself against his smaller frame. "Listen thanks again for letting us do this April."

"Pish Posh." April waved her hand. "You know me. I'm sucker for you glee kids." She leaned closer to Matt and affected what Kurt assumed she thought was a whisper. "Especially the one I slept with."

There was nothing funnier than the simultaneous expressions of embarrassment and horror that mixed on Matt's face at that announcement. Kurt barely had time to cover his snort of laughter with a cough. "No. That…that wasn't me."

Confused, April then turned to look at Kurt. "Then it was you right?"

Matt didn't even bother to cover his guffaw of laughter as Kurt felt himself turn a bright shade of red than April's lipstick. "I think not."

"I know it was one of you." April puzzled.

"Puck?" Matt offered, even though he was still laughing at April's earlier assumption. He was the most logical candidate after all.

April snapped her fingers. "That's right. I knew it rhymed with something I was good at."

"Oh Gaga save us from the details." Kurt whispered just under his breath.

"Anyways, the place is yours just like we discussed. Enjoy boys!" April slapped them both on the ass, leaving them stunned as she made her way towards the stage.

"I thought she was going to New York." Kurt wondered.

"Apparently there's already an all-white version of The Wiz." Matt mused. "I think it's called Wicked?"

"Very funny." Kurt rolled his eyes as he saw two pairs of skated sitting on the rental counter. "What made you think of this anyways?"

"You seemed to love this when we had that non-rehearsal rehearsal here. Even though you didn't want anyone to know you loved it."

"And how do you figure that?"

"Because you kept smiling when you thought no one was actually watching you." Matt pointed out as he tied up his own laces.

"Clearly you were." Kurt said softly as he finished tying up his own skates.

"I saw a lot of things." Matt smiled at him as he stood up. He offered his hand out to Kurt. "Shall we?"

Taking Matt's hand in his, Kurt smiled back. "Definitely."