They checked out girls, cracked jokes, and just relaxed. It had been a while since Kurt experienced something like this. Whenever he went out with Rachel or Finn, it was always slightly reserved and peaceful. Now he was at one of the loudest - if not loudest - tables at Bread Stix and he didn't seem to mind.

"No, no, no!" David expressed as they began debating the pure awesome of the film. "The whole scene of Snape's death was totally wrong!"

"So what!" Wes questioned loudly. "The scene was emotional as hell; even that bald guy was tearing up!"

The guys laughed at the thought. Blaine, who was remotely quiet during the convo, spoke up. "Hey, I brought tissues for a reason." He joked, emptying out his pocket full of used tissues.

Kurt - who hasn't said a word since they asked him to join them for dinner - smiled halfway, raising a brow at the shorter man. He didn't cry when he watched the scene. It was sad and his heart broke, but his eyes stayed dry. Even when Alan Rickman himself was crying as he held Lily's body, he remained calm.

"So, Kurt!" David called, catching his attention. "How are things at the shop?"

"Yeah, is Blaine's car comin back to life or what?" Jeff asked.

Kurt half coughed, half laughed. "Well, things are good. Business is swell. As for his car, my dad, brother, and I are doing our best, and so for, things look positive."

Blaine moaned happily, lifting his fist into the car. "Ugh, thank you, God!" Kurt shifted, cracking his neck awkwardly. "Man, you have no idea how great it is to hear that. No one knows how much it sucks to not have a car, when your job is about two hours away."

"Speed Racer here has been absolutely lost without his REO Speedwagon." Wes smirked.

Blaine gave him a look before placing his share for the bill. "Haha, very funny." Kurt reached for his pocket to retrieve his wallet, but Blaine stopped him. "Don't worry, I got it." Kurt opened his mouth to protest, but Blaine spoke first. "You got a salad and water; I got it." Gathering the money, Blaine placed it on the black sheet with the bill. "Alright! Let's get the show on the road!"

As they walked to the parking lot, Kurt stated he had to head home. They invited him to come over to Blaine's to hangout, maybe even play video games, but he explained how he had to get up to go to work, and it wasn't exactly the best idea to be tired when working with cars.

They understood of course, and bid him goodbye. Blaine was the last to do anything. They stood in front of Kurt's truck in silence.

"So . . . Did you enjoy yourself?" Blaine asked softly.

Kurt smiled. "More than I expected too." He admitted. "See you around?"

Blaine blushed slightly. "It's me, remember? I'll be around to check on my motorized child."

Kurt chuckled. "Night, Blaine."

"See ya, Kurt."

Turning on his heel, Kurt got into his truck and drove home. Before doing anything for bed, Kurt took his small movie ticket stub, and placed it in his memory box, wanting to saver the feeling of being normal, even if it were only for a moment.