"You're really tall."
Finn looked up at Sugar. She was standing a few inches in front of him as he sat and packed up his backpack at the end of rehearsal.
"Uh, yeah. I am."
"You're also really cute."
He blushed slightly at her forwardness and rubbed the back of his neck. "Thanks, but-"
"Unfortunately, I'll have to turn down your inevitable invitation to prom. I have other, important plans that night and couldn't possibly spare the time."
She smiled at him, patted his cheek, and turned on her heel, leaving him sitting in an empty choir room.
"I'm engaged?"