"Earth to Brittany." Tina laughed snapping her fingers and finally getting Brittany's attention. "That's three times you've zoned out, now you really have to tell us about your date."
"It was nice," Brittany hummed, "we danced, we cuddled, we watched movies."
"You left the part out of where you found out who she was." Mike said leaning against the counter.
"Because that didn't happen on our date, it happened at lunch with my mom," Brittany explained "Mom recognized her name and flipped out. But Santana's my soul mate I'm not leaving her because my mom hates her dad."
"Ooh." Tina inhaled grimacing.
"Mom's just going to have to get use to it, I'm marrying Santana." Brittany turned at the sound of the door "Good morning guys!" waving at the kids starting to come through the door Brittany headed for the studio to get the music ready.
"She said marry, you heard marry right?" Tina asked watching the kids trail behind Brittany down the hall.
"Um...yea." Mike nodded, they were used to Brittany saying things and tended to roll with the punches but Brittany had completely caught them off guard.
"Does she mean like right now?" Tina looked at Mike, shrugging he shook his head, he had no idea.
"Oh and call Blaine, Quinn wants to talk to him." Brittany sang out.
"I'll call him." Tina said picking up the office phone.
"Her office 9am."
"I can't believe you wore your hair down again," Quinn said sitting on Santana's desk pointing out, "you never wear it down at work."
"I'm going to lunch with Brittany." Santana said knowing that was all she had to say to Quinn, sitting down and turning on her computer she asked. "Do you think we're moving too quickly?" It's just that I've never felt this way with anyone before."
"She's your soul mate, you are moving at exactly the right speed for you" Quinn smiled. "and I know you think you're not good enough for her but your are." Quinn promised covering Santana's hand with her own. "You got this."
"I just need to shoot her a quick email about her security people and have her let them know they need to report here for training. And also let her know what day we're going to start working on the security renovation at the club."
"With you in charge." Quinn nodded. "I will leave you to your emails but I'll be back for coffee." standing up and walking around the desk Quinn kissed the top of Santana's head. "Bye, have a good morning."
"You too." Santana said glancing up from her screen, Matt nodded at Quinn as they slid by one another in the open door way. "And what can I do for you Mr. Rutherford?" Santana asked taking a sip of her hot chocolate.
Glancing over his shoulder he cleared his throat "Actually it's more what we can do for Quinn." he said honestly "I want to go scout her soul mate, see about bringing him in, train him with Brittany's people see how he does."
"Sounds good, does she know?"
"Yes." Matt nodded. "She said it's your business." Santana bit her lower lip thinking for a moment.
"Alright see if he wants to come in, make sure he knows our rules and everything and also send me Karofsky, he likes to eat. Right?" Santana asked before looking down at her screen again.
"Yea." Matt chuckled "He's the reason we buy two birthday cakes for office parties."
Santana hummed with a smirk, nodding she focused on the email in front of her "He'll be perfect and bring me Beiste too, she'll do nicely."
"Right away Boss." Matt nodded pulling out his cell phone to call the people Santana asked for.
"And don't forget to situate your office how you want it, order new furniture, you're my assistant not my secretary."
"Art work okay?" Matt asked.
Santana chuckled gesturing around her office at the various paintings, busts and antique weapons and armor "Just make sure you're back by my lunch, someone has to be in charge while I'm gone." they never left for coffee, Santana had her own little break room with a kitchenette that was off limits to other workers, she and Quinn had coffee or hot chocolate there. The rest of the staff had a well stocked and furnished break room of their own one floor down, which was where their offices and other spaces were.
"Yep." Matt nodded turning his attention to his phone "Karofsky, I need you and Beiste up in Santana's office."
Quinn almost spit her coffee at the sight waiting in the hall outside her office, she was interviewing for a new assistant, and standing in the middle of the hall was the blonde, and not just any blonde, the blonde she was going to start looking for.
"Are you alright Ms. Fabray?" the smaller blonde scurried over to her with a handkerchief suddenly in hand, her other hand held a small familiar box.
Coughing Quinn assured the girl "Fine, I'm fine."
"Do you need a water, new coffee, perhaps a bacon maple donut?" the girl held up the small box from the donut shop, Quinn recognized it as the one Santana used.
Quinn chuckled, the girl had obviously done her homework, clearing her throat Quinn asked "What's your name?"
"Kitty Wilde." the blonde glanced over her shoulder at the other girls in the outer office "And I can assure you Ms. Fabray I am the best assistant for you, better than any one else here."
"Come with me." Quinn gestured to her office door.
Santana was laughing, Quinn had called her the moment the interview with Kitty was over "Shut up." she could see Santana through her office window, the Latina was practically doubled over with laughter.
"Nerd boy's soul mate is our niece?" Santana asked when she finally pulled herself together.
"I didn't even know Deimos had a kid." Quinn admitted. "But he did and she's like us, part love god."
"That's probably why he didn't tell anyone, he didn't want to be compared to Ares." Santana said sitting on her desk and looking at Quinn "And you're sure she's that rolling perv's soul mate?" Santana asked seeing Quinn nod Santana also asked "Did you tell her?"
"No, not yet, we're working on Blaine this morning."
"So you hired her?"
"Not because of that no, she's actually good at what she does, better than I am with computers, which is what I was looking for." Quinn sat on her own desk taking a bite from the donut that sat there. "And she brought me bacon maple donuts so I know she does her homework." Quinn chuckled "She's a sweet kid."
"Obviously the donut's okay."
"Yes the wards worked like they always do," Quinn said after swallowing "but I don't think she's going to poison me, she seems to look up to me."
"Just keep an eye on her."
"I will, you know I'm always careful. Are you going to ward the club and dance studio?"
"Goes without saying." Santana answered.
"Let me know when, it's stronger with two."
"I will, and Pierce's place, Brittany likes him."
"Let me know, Blaine's here, I'll see you on break." Quinn said hearing the knock on her door.
Giving a nod both girls hung up and waved before turning their attentions to their own offices.
Quinn smiled at the bow tie wearing young man sitting across from her "I don't understand why I'm here." he said nervously.
"I'm curious." Quinn admitted.
"About?"
"You." Quinn rested her hands on her desk "Are you at present looking for a serious relationship?"
"Um Ms. Fabray..." he didn't feel like trying to be matched up with someone's lonely sister, especially since girls were not his thing.
"I'm a match maker Mr. Anderson and I would very much like to find your perfect match, I'm sure he's out there somewhere, I just have to find him." Quinn said confidently.
"Oookay, why?" Blaine asked confused. "People just don't help people for no reason."
"You're a friend of Brittany's, a happy you makes Brittany happy, a happy Brittany makes Santana happy. And believe me there is nothing more I want in this world than to see my baby sister happy." Quinn said simply. "So you leave everything to me and I'll call you when I find him." handing him a tablet she explained "Fill out the forms please, standard information, what you're looking for and so on."
"What's this going to cost?"
"You're Brittany's friend, it's on the house."
"I...I don't understand." Blaine stuttered.
"I've already explained Mr. Anderson." Quinn stood up, Blaine followed suit clinging to the tablet in his hand afraid she was going to take it back. "This is a favor, it's free." gesturing to her office door she opened it "Kitty when Mr. Anderson's done could you put all the information into the computer?"
"Of course Ms. Fabray, would you like a coffee or water while you're filling it out?" the small blonde at the desk asked Blaine gesturing him to the couch.
"Um...water's fine." he said nervously.
"Water it is." Kitty nodded disappearing into a little side room.
She was all business when the employees followed Matt into her office. "Mr. Karofsky, Ms. Beiste please have a seat." Santana pointed to the two chairs in front of her desk. Karofsky and Beiste were both the descendants of Hercules, Shannon Beiste was his daughter while David Karofsky was his grandson, both cut an imposing figure and stood slightly larger and in Shannon's case more muscular than the average mortal female. "Mr. Karofsky I have a new job for you, really two of them." Santana said as soon as they sat down, Matt stood behind them waiting for Santana to continue, which she did. "I need you to start working here, today." scribbling an address on a sticky note she handed it to him "As soon as his meeting is over, I want you there. You are to make sure no one disturbs this restaurant, do you understand me, there is a woman, it's his ex-wife, she randomly shows up and destroys things. Set up cameras and you know the rest of the drill. This is where I want you daily, here is a credit card for you, the food's great." Karofsky chuckled taking the credit card. "I also want you working the door at the club."
"I thought I was training those guys."
"Actually Shannon is going to take over training and some self defense classes," she gestured to the woman next to him "I want you on these, they're very important to me." Santana said standing up "So please help her get familiar with your classes and then head over to Pierce's, Shannon please call him if you need to, or come see Matt. I will be at the club handling the update to their security starting tomorrow."
"We don't have too many classes today, if it's alright with you she can come with me to Pierce's and I can fill her in and we can keep an eye." Karofsky said standing, Santana looked up, she'd forgotten just how tall he was, he was one of her best employees but she hadn't been down to the gyms to see him in a few months.
"Perfect." Santana straightened her suit jacket.
"Hot date Boss?" Karofsky asked with a smirk.
"What'd you hear?" Santana narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips unamused.
"Nothing." he lied amused at her attempted intimidation, which honestly would have worked back in the day, he grinned glancing at hair it had always been a high pony at work.
"You're a shit." Santana shook her head giving a light chuckle.
"So that's a yes." Karofsky laughed. "What's her name?"
"Brittany, and yes before you ask she's one of us and she's my soul mate."
Beiste smiled "I'm so happy for you."
"I wish Quinn could help you out." Santana said sadly "She was able to read Brittany because she's a muse."
"She's a muse, like one of the nine?" Karofsky asked.
"Terpsichore's daughter."
"Oooh." Beiste cringed, not everyone knew of the issue between Terpsichore and Ares but Shannon Beiste was old enough to have heard about it first hand, she was after all another daughter of Zeus "That's bad luck."
"I know, I mean really how do you win someone over that wants to castrate your father?" Santana asked wryly. Karofsky cringed. "Right, and then Quinn threatened her."
"It's gonna be an uphill battle punkin but you've got this." Beiste patted Santana's arm.
"Thank you." Santana smiled, Beiste had been one of the first Greek relatives to openly accept Santana, inviting her over for dinners and family parties, and she had taken in Dave after his whole ugly incident. "Couple weeks, a meet and greet at my place so Brittany and her friends can meet everyone." Santana said grabbing her hot chocolate cup.