Smear to The Other Day. As Single-T Tina rolls Wheels down the hall, Artie announces, "I thought a lot about it, and I forgive you for lying about your stutter. However, if you're planning on getting all up on this, I'm gonna need you to make some changes. The Goth thing was two years ago, so maybe lose the vampire makeup, and consider some tighter-fitting clothing. You've got the pow, and I believe you should work it more if we're gonna be an item!" Single-T Tina is gape-mouthed with silent, simmering outrage.
Smear back to the music room, where Mr. Schuester rises from his desk to apologize, "Hey, guys, I'm sorry to interrupt your little... sorority, but I couldn't help overhearing -- are you really having that much boy trouble?" Oh, ooops! Did I neglect to mention that Will's been sitting there eavesdropping on this intensely personal discussion this entire time? I did? My apologies, I'm sure, because I simply can't imagine why I would have overlooked that particular detail. Aside from the fact that it's, you know, CREEPY AS ALL HELL. What was he thinking? What the hell were they thinking, having this conversation while he's sitting three feet away from them? Auuuuuuuuugh! ANY-way, as The Glee Gals are taking his disturbing and deeply inappropriate presence in stride, I suppose I should, too, and blow past my disgust with the entire situation to note that Quinn just sighs that Mr. Schue will never understand because he's a guy, so Mr. Schue counters that perhaps they should consult Miss Pillsbury. "I tried that!" Rachel whimpers.