"Come on what is your best impersonation of me?" Kurt asked, his one arm was behind Diane and her head was on his shoulder.
"Yup." Diane said with a little bit of a southern twang and then she died laughing.
"That was good." Kurt smiled kissing the top of her head.
"Okay what is your best impression of me?" Diane asked looking up from his shoulder.
"Kurt, not now. I am trying to read my book." Kurt whined as girlish as he could.
"I do say that a lot." Diane laughed and she couldn't help, but kiss him for that impression.