"So," puck began.
"mmm yeah?" santanna asked.
"What do you want to do about dinner?"
"Um eat?"
He laughed; "eat…" he muttered.
"mmmhmm. I'm getting pretty hungry."
"I want to eat you."
"Oh there's time for that yet love. There is time for that yet," she said.
"Hey give me the menu," he said.
She looked at him and raised her eyebrow; "exscuse me?"
"Find hand me, the menu. There that better for ya?"
She got it off the nightstand and handed it to him bending in half as she did so. He watched in awe as she did so.
"There ya go," she said.
"da-amn girrl," he said.
"What?"
"You're flexible."
"Oh I guess I am."
"See I cannot do that."
She laughed: "mmm I wouldn't think so being that you're a guy."
"You wanna find out how much?"
"mm maybe, after dinner," he replied.
"Or. We could do it before dinner depending on how long it takes."
"Or. We could do it during breakfast."
"Yeah have in the words of Christina, sex for breakfast. Aguilera," santanna clarified.
"Right yeah I got that," puck said.
"So," santanna leaned over her legs and unzipped her long coat to reveal a low cut lace shirt, "what do we got?"
"Well….there'r burgers. And. Fries..pasta…"
"oooh look at the desserts."
They scanned the dessert menu.
"Strawberries and-" puck began.
"cream. Oh dear god they have nutella crepes. Those are. Amazing."
"Just like the sex w'ere gonna have."
"ya want a drink? I'll pay. Since you know you're paying for," santanna cleared her throat, "me."
"Yeah ok."
She giggled.
"It is really hot in here. Get t he air will ya?" she told him.
"It's because I'm here."
"Oh shutit."
"Make me."
"I will. Soon as ya get the air."
