Blaine walked into the Hudson-Hummel kitchen and saw a scene that was reminiscent of a small Kansas town after a tornado. "Kurt? What are you doing?" Blaine asked. Kurt whipped around, already wielding a wooden spoon containing a scalding red liquid.
"Try this!" Kurt ordered, thrusting the spoon toward Blaine's face.
"What is it?" Blaine asked, smelling the liquid.
"It's pasta sauce, silly! I found my mom's old recipe and thought I would try and make it!" Kurt said excitedly. Blaine cautiously took a taste. He instantly made a face. It was bitter and didn't taste anything near what pasta sauce should taste like. Kurt looked defeated. "I knew I wasn't doing this right," Kurt said, getting back to work. He picked up the pepper shaker, not realizing the cap was unscrewed. Pepper flew all over the room. Blaine's eyes grew huge, but then he burst into a fit of giggles at Kurt's exasperated, shocked and sad face. Suddenly, Blaine started sneezing and couldn't stop. Kurt went from sad to laughing hysterically. "Are you okay?" Kurt asked, handing Blaine a pepper-covered Kleenex. Blaine just stared at it, laughing.
"I'm fine. Pepper's always made me sneeze. Are you okay? You seem upset," Blaine asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just wanted to make my mom's pasta sauce for my dad, but she was the only one who could make it right. I think there was some secret ingredient that she didn't write down," Kurt said.
"Well, let's get the vacuum and clean up this mess and think about what it is that she put in that sauce to make it so special," Blaine said, taking Kurt's hand and leading him over to the closet to get the vacuum.