"Halloween is the best!" Kurt said as he and Blaine strolled into a costume store.
"Halloween is tacky," Blaine said.
"But it's tacky and fun," Kurt said. It was evident in his voice how disappointed he was that his boyfriend wasn't as into Halloween as he was.
"It's barely fun. I mean, look at this." Blaine led Kurt over to an elaborate display with a grey, plastic, scarecrow in black, torn clothing with red eyes and blood dripping from all of his orifices. "This is disgusting. And tacky."
"Okay, so some things are tacky, but we didn't come here to look at the displays. We need costumes." Kurt led Blaine over to the wall of men's costumes and started picking out some to try on himself. He went straight for a gangster, a doctor, and something involving a bathrobe.
Blaine laughed. "Yes, because those are so you," he said.
"It's Halloween! We don't have to be ourselves! I'm going to try these on. Pick some out for yourself." Kurt went to the changing room.
Blaine found a few funny ones to try on and went into the other one.
Kurt stepped out of his changing room in the gangster costume, which fit him well and he really liked it. "Blaine, are you almost done?" he hollered into the other changing room.
"Almost," Blaine replied. A few seconds later, Blaine emerged wearing a giant, red, ketchup suit, complete with the hat with the nozzle and a label on the bottle.
Kurt burst into laughter. "That is the greatest thing I have ever seen!" Kurt said. He was now wiping tears from his face. "Are you getting it?"
"Absolutely not. I just wanted to make you laugh. I already have my costume at home."
Kurt rolled his eyes and went to go change back into his clothes. "If you wear the same Superman onesie as last year, I'm going to be so disappointed."
Blaine laughed and they left the store, Kurt with a new costume, and Blaine without a different view on Halloween.