Kurt puffed out his cheeks with a breath and sighed heavily. "I'm hearing you. As soon as I can get to looking and feeling 100% fabulous again, I'm going out to get myself a job. Hopefully not anywhere near coffee. The Lima Bean for a few weeks was plenty traumatic for me to last a lifetime. I've applied at Vogue, but haven't heard anything back. That was probably totally living with my head in the clouds and wishful thinking, but I say that if you want something, you have to go out and get it. You're not going to get it by not trying. And that, darling, goes for jobs as well as people. You might want to bear that in mind. I think the only way things will line up for you and Quinn are if you go out there and do the lining up. Kismet has already done her bit, but she's not going to make it work for you. There comes a time where you need to bite the bullet. Call her, email her, text her. Something. But for now, I'm going to Skype my cutie to let him know I'm feeling a bit better so he can stop planning an escape route from Lima to New York all Shawshank style," she said in amusement.

He got up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "You know you want it. At the very least, talk to her. You'll know in your gut and your heart if it's right. Talk it out, don't bitch at each other. Now is the time to break the old habits and explore if there is anything deeper there," he said wisely and then gave her a little wave to head back to his room to talk to Blaine. He was missing him like crazy and he probably wouldn't surface until they spoke for at least a couple of hours.