The last minute shopping trip was worth it. Cathy had been sure to vocalize her surprise they were able to get back to the office in time to squeeze in an hour of work. Though she was convinced that Kurt did it on purpose to spite her.

"Come on! I'm not that obnoxious of a shopper!" Kurt told Cathy when they walked back into his office at four o'clock.

"I refuse to believe it. You totally did it on purpose."

"How would I have purposely found the perfect outfit in record time?"

"I dunno. But you did it somehow. Now isn't the time though. We have an hour here and this time we are actually going to do work."

"Fair enough. And Cathy? Thank you. For today. For everything. I don't thank you nearly enough."

"Emotional trauma makes you sappy. Grow your balls back before tonight." She snapped, as she turned to leave his office.

"Love you too!" Kurt called mockingly at her back. When she flipped him off he laughed and rolled his eyes before actually turning to his computer.

He tried to work, he tried really hard to work. But it just couldn't capture his attention. All he could think about was the fact that he was going to be on a date with Blaine Anderson in a little under two hours. Kurt got off work at five and rather than walk home and back to the coffee shop he was just going to change and touch up his hair at the office. When he had first gotten his office he had placed a bag of emergency hair products in his bottom drawer.

Kurt couldn't help but think that he would at least look good. He knew how terribly awkward the whole encounter was going to be. What if Blaine's personality had completely changed and they were left with nothing to talk about? What if he couldn't stop himself from arguing and then he never found out what Blaine was going to tell him? What if Blaine was in a relationship? What if Blaine was married? What if Blaine had a kid?

"Kurt? Kurt!" Kurt felt a sharp snap across the top of his head and he jumped, coming out of his freak out.

"What the hell?"

"I should ask the same. You were kinda rocking back and forth here, staring at nothing. I thought you were going into some kind of fit."

"I'm freaking out Cathy. I can't do this! Don't make me do this! I-I-can't! I can't!" Kurt started hyperventilating.

"Don't make me dump cold water over you. Think of how expensive the dry cleaning bill would be."

Kurt's breaths started to slow in response.

"Works every time," Cathy smiled.

"Oh shut up."

"Kurt look at me."

He turned to look up into her eyes as she laid her hand on his shoulder, "It's going to be okay. I promise. I know this whole thing is hard. I get it. But just get though tonight, it's not like you're dating him again. It's not even like you're going to have sex with him tonight. You said it yourself. It's just dinner. It will be fine. And tomorrow you can come in and tell me the whole thing and we will curse and make fun of Blaine all day, okay?"

"Okay. Okay you're right. It's just dinner. I can handle dinner. Right?"

"Right. Everything is gonna be okay," Cathy pulled Kurt out of his seat and and gave him a hug. As she pulled away she caught his gaze again and said, "It's five. I'm going home. And you're going to go put on those new clothes to make Blaine remember just how fuckable that ass of yours is."

"Right. Thanks Cathy. Hopefully your night will be more peaceful than mine is sure to be."

"Oh I'm just going to get wasted. Your drama is too much drama for me to handle."

Kurt laughed, "Thanks for dealing with me all day."

"Yeah yeah. Just don't be real moody tomorrow cause I'm going to have a massive hangover."

"I'll try oh so hard."

Cathy walked over to his door, "I love ya Kurt. Good luck, give him hell."

Kurt smiled and nodded as Cathy left. He walked back over to his desk and shut his computer down. Kurt reached under the desk and pulled out the bags from the day. Leaving his office, he walked down the long room to the men's bathroom. The outfit that Kurt had gotten consisted of a bright red blazer, pants that had vertical white and red stripes and he had bought a white button down for under the blazer. He was sticking with his knee-high boots because they reallyhad driven Blaine wild.

After he finished changing, he took a look at himself in the mirror. The stripes showed off his long legs and hugged his hips perfectly. Kurt smiled at his reflection, they really did make his ass look good. The blazer finished the look, it was form fitting and showed off the narrowness of his waist and the slimness of his entire build. The bright red made his eyes look even more blue and the stand out shockingly bright. He touched up his hair that way less of it was falling into his face and it was more or less standing up, but in a messy sort of way. Kurt took a calming breath and left the bathroom. Slowly he walked his clothes from the day back to his office and turned out the light. He picked his satchel up off the chair in front of his desk and then it was time.

The front lobby was empty when Kurt walked back through it. Bill got off work at five just like everybody else. Kurt almost wished he was there that way he could put off going to meet Blaine for just a little bit longer. But Kurt wasn't one to be late, even for something he really didn't want to do. Therefore he was walking briskly back in the direction of home, back to the coffee shop, back to Blaine.

Kurt got there much to fast in his opinion, his hands clutching nervously at the strap slung over his shoulder. But there was Blaine. Jumping around dancing to no music, much to the amusement of a little girl standing near him. Kurt smiled at the sight until he started to freak out. Blaine did have a daughter. Was he married? Who was the man? How long had he been? Why did he have to have a daughter...

Kurt's hands were shaking and sweating as he walked up. Blaine hadn't noticed him because he was still jumping around. The girl's laughter kept getting louder and louder the longer Blaine went. She was even starting to clap happily, like this was something that they did all the time. Kurt fought the urge to run his sweating hands down the length of his pants, he couldn't believe Blaine had a daughter...crap...he was here.

"Well, if you're trying to get a bee off you, I think it's gone Blaine."

Blaine stopped jumping around immediately. "Kurt," he squeaked, a blush appearing on his cheeks.

"Hi Blaine," Kurt smiled at Blaine's embarrassment. He smiled bigger when he saw Blaine's eyes flick up and down his body at lightening speed. Gotcha, he thought. Blaine's hands went up to try and tidy his hair like he had yesterday when he was uncomfortable, but then he seemed to remember the little girl.

"Oh! Kurt I would like you to meet my God daughter. Emily, this is Kurt. Kurt meet Emily, she will be joining us tonight." He looked at Kurt trying to convey the 'be nice' with his eyes.

Kurt was just doing mental high fives at the fact that Emily wasn't Blaine's own daughter. Yet he squatted down and looked right at Emily when he said, "I'm very pleased to meet you Miss Emily."

Emily giggled, "You have funny clothes."

His jaw dropped but he just couldn't find it in him to be snap at a five year old. So he just stood back up and looked back at Blaine. Blaine who had his hand over his mouth trying to keep from laughing.

"Well," Kurt said in a clipped voice, "shall we get going?"

Blaine took his hand away from his mouth, but he was still smiling. "Well actually Kurt. Emily has a little bit of a point, you are going to stand out like a sore thumb where we are going. Why don't we quickly stop by your apartment so you can change and then we can continue on our adventure." He looked at Emily and she started clapping again.

"Seriously Blaine?" Kurt hissed through his teeth.

"Yes Kurt. Seriously. Remember we have company and no fighting."

"Fine," Kurt huffed and rolled his eyes.

Blaine smiled at Kurt and turned away from him, walking away. Emily quickly followed.

"Where are you going?"

Blaine stopped and turned halfway around, "To your apartment. That is, unless you moved. If that is the case, why don't you lead the way."

Kurt just stared at Blaine. Blaine remembered where he lived? And he worked at the coffee shop right down the street? He knew how Kurt was about coffee...did he take the job there just to run into him? And if he did, what did that mean? Blaine couldn't possibly miss him...

"Kurt?" Blaine's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"What?" He snapped then looking at Blaine's face he remembered the question. "No. I didn't move. Sorry, I got lost in work stuff."

"Right," Blaine smirked turning back around and continuing to walk. Kurt made a face at his back. He would have flipped him off if not for Emily. Kurt wondered if Blaine had just brought her to make sure Kurt didn't argue with him.

Kurt followed along behind them until they got to his building. Blaine opened the door and Emily ran inside. "After you," Blaine said smiling at Kurt.

"Thank you," Kurt said walking through the door. He started up the stairs and he could hear Blaine and Emily behind him. Kurt smirked at the thought that Blaine now had a perfect view of his ass. At least this happened before he was being forced to change.

Kurt walked over to the front door of his apartment. He went to open the door and found it locked, "Huh. That's weird, maybe Rachel isn't home." He reached into the inside zipper of his bag for his keys and opened the door.

Kurt, Blaine and Emily all walked into the apartment and they heard Rachel's singing. Blaine laughed from behind Kurt, "She hasn't changed at all, has she?"

"Nope. Same old Rachel. Make yourselves at home. But Blaine, would you mind cluing me in to where we are going to I can dress more...appropriately," Kurt said bitterly.

Blaine and Emily exchanged a glance before Blaine looked at Kurt to answer, "Jeans. As in normal blue jeans. And sneakers. Real sneakers, not designer ones covered in spikes. Also a tee-shirt would be nice, if you own one. If you don't a simple button up will do."

"Where are you taking us Blaine?" Kurt said angrily and Rachel's voice stopped singing in the background.

"Don't worry about that Kurt, just go get changed. And remember...no arguing."

Rachel chose this moment to come out of the bathroom in nothing but a bathrobe with her hair wrapped in a towel perched on the top of her head, "Hey Kurt! How'd it go with...Blaine!" She squeaked when she saw him standing in the doorway. She blushed crimson before dashing into her bedroom.

"Good to see you to Rach!" Blaine called loudly. Both Emily and Kurt laughed.

"I'll be right back," Kurt said to the pair of them. Starting to relax slightly.

"Hurry up, Emily has been waiting all day. Haven't you honey?"

"Yessss," Emily whined. And Kurt's relaxation was gone again, annoyance taking the fore front. All he wanted to do was let out a snappy retort but he couldn't because of Emily. Blaine knew him too well, he thought as he stomped into his bedroom slamming his door shut.

He dug though his closet searching for the one pair of blue jeans that he owned. Kurt actually did own a few tee shirts but he never wore them out of the house. However, he knew Blaine would give him a hard time if he actually did wear a button up. So he pulled on a plain black v-neck shirt. He slipped his feet into his red and white sneakers and glanced at himself in his full length mirror. He couldn't believe he was going to leave the room, let alone the apartment looking like he did. Kurt stifled back a whimper as he left his bedroom.

When Emily saw him she squealed, "Yay! No more dress up! Mouse time!"

"Mouse time?" Kurt snapped, "What do you mean by mouse time?"

"Calm down Kurt. You'll see soon enough." Blaine smiled, Kurt made a face.

"Can we go now?" Kurt asked impatiently. He wanted to get this over with.

"Yep. Lead the way. Bye Rachel!" Blaine yelled behind him as the group walked over to the door.

"She'll hate you for that," Kurt said conversationally as they went down the stairs.

"Nah, she'll get over it. I'll charm her back into my good graces later. I've got bigger fish to try fry tonight."

Kurt couldn't help the blush that crept onto his cheeks. But luckily they were out the door. "You have to tell me where we are going now."

All Blaine did was step around Kurt to the edge of the sidewalk. It seemed like perfect timing when an open taxi hurtled right for his out stretched arm. "Climb in gang."

Emily clapped happily as Kurt huffed. He didn't like this helplessness of not knowing where they were going. Yet he climbed in first just the same. Emily came in next and then Blaine. All three somewhat squished in the backseat. Blaine told the driver an address that Kurt didn't know and the taxi took off.

Kurt closed his eyes and tried to forget where he was, what he was doing, and who he was doing it with. He had almost succeeded until Blaine started to whistle softly while patting his hands on his lap to some unknown beat. Emily just looked up in him at wonder, like he was the greatest thing she had ever seen. It would have been cute in any other situation, but right now Kurt just rolled his eyes.

It didn't take them long to get where they were going. When the taxi pulled to a stop on the right hand side of the road Blaine took out his wallet and paid the driver. Then he swung open the door and climbed out, Emily couldn't seem to get out fast enough after him and then Kurt slowly followed. Once on the sidewalk he heard the taxi whiz away and he looked up to see where they were.

"Excited yet Emily?" Blaine said rubbing his hands together.

All she did was squeal happily and grabbed both Blaine and Kurt's hand's and pulled them to the building.

"Should I take that as a yes?" Blaine laughed.

Once they were inside the doors and in line Emily let go of their hands and started bouncing up and down. Kurt was just looking at Blaine in horror.

"Blaine. You don't see me in seven years and then you take me to Chuck E. Cheese? I didn't even know they had one of these in the city."

"Are you kidding me? These things are everywhere."

"I wouldn't know."

"Well now you do."

They were at the front of the line now and they stamped both Kurt and Blaine's hands to match Emily's and then they walked over to the counter so Emily could get her tokens. The child was practically shaking in excitement now. Blaine bought her a large amount and handed them to her.

"Come see where Kurt and I will be sitting Emily and then you can go and have fun, okay?"

"Okay!" Emily yelled happily, dancing around them as Blaine picked a table in a quieter spot of the room.

"Alright Em. Off you go!"

"Yaaaaaaaay!" She yelled happily as she ran away from them, clutching her tokens.

"I know what your thinking Kurt. But I didn't just bring her so you wouldn't fight with me. I was actually hoping to milk more than one date out of you if you argued. But Wes is in town and actually wanted to go out rather than just wat-"

"Emily is Wes' daughter?" Kurt cut Blaine off.

"Yeah. I thought you would have figured that out..."

"No, I didn't. Is he married now?"

"Mhm. I was the best man at his wedding. Why don't we sit?"

Kurt hadn't even noticed they were still standing looking at the spot Emily ran out of.

"Okay. Yeah. Sitting's good." They sat down at the booth facing each other.

"I picked here because it's loud enough that we can have a conversation without being overheard. And Emily loves the place."

"I could tell," Kurt said as a real smile reached his lips. Blaine smiled in return.

"So you actually showed up tonight. Now I owe you my end of the bargain. Make yourself comfortable Kurt. It's a long story."

"Well we have until Emily runs out of tokens..."

"And I can always buy her more," Blaine finished meeting Kurt's eyes. "Now...where to begin..."