When they finally got to the Vogue offices, Blaine was immediately whisked off to one of the meeting rooms with Amelie for some photos of him being "interviewed" while Kurt headed to his desk to fix up photos and pick out the ones for the actual article. Since it was the first time they were separated for longer than a few minutes in two days, Kurt began feeling restless about half hour into his part.

"OK, we're done here," Eric finally turned the camera off and handed it to Kurt another half hour later, "you've all these in, Amelie will bring hers in … right about now, along with loverboy."

"Shut up," Kurt tossed a paper ball at his colleague but turned around immediately to find Blaine approaching his desk.

"Do you have a lot to do here?" Blaine said quietly as he sat down on the edge of the desk, leaning to look at Kurt's screen.

"No, I'll be done in a few," Kurt plugged in the memory card from Eric's camera, "Just some copying over and then I can come back tomorrow to actually work on the photos."

"Party!" Eric called out across the room, "Two days of hard work warrants a party!"

"It's Friday, not like you don't go out to party every week, Eric," Kurt groaned.

"But it's the new place," Eric walked over, "The one Blaine said he can get us into."

"Sure can," Blaine grinned, much to Kurt's chagrin, "We're all already on the list for tonight."

"Are we getting VIP treatment?" Amelie piped in with a question.

"Nothing but the best for my favorite team," Blaine smirked.

"You mean for Kurt and since he comes with all of us, we get to benefit," Eric laughed.

"I'm presuming you didn't forget me?" Isabelle stuck her head out of her office, a teasing glint in her eye.

"Of course not!"

Moments later, the enthusiasm about the upcoming night out petered off a little and Kurt finished copying over the photos from Amelie's camera, lingering a little on a few where Blaine's expression could only be described as "dreamy".

"Got lost in thought there a little, sweetie?" Kurt teased and watched as a blush crept into Blaine's cheeks.

"Yeah, the interviewer asked about you when Amelie made a comment."

"Of course she did. Of course Amelie did," Kurt threw a glare towards the photographer who was lost in a conversation with Eric on the other side of the room.

"Aw come on, they're happy for you, that's all," Blaine said with a smile and shuffled closer when he saw Kurt turning off his computer, "now, about this club…"

Kurt rolled his eyes and groaned in frustration.

"What's wrong with going to a nightclub? Do you not want to go? We can do something else, those guys can still go, I mean, they're already on the list anyway and I don't need to be there…"

Kurt's look softened at Blaine's nervous rambling and he reached out to grab his boyfriend's hand.

"It's OK, I just… me preparing for a night out requires time, for one thing," Kurt explained quietly, "for another, those guys will get completely wasted and they're insufferable that way."

"You'll have me, though," Blaine actually fluttered his eyelashes in a mock-flirty way, "I'm sure I can keep you occupied."

"Oh you'd better," Kurt laughed, "I'll meet you there?"

Blaine nodded and slid off the desk, leaning in for a quick kiss before he headed out waving to everyone in the office with a "See you later."