"Hey, could you run to the store for me kiddo? I need some stuff for around the shop," Burt asked Kurt while handing him a list. Most of it was simple stuff; cleaning supplies, pens, paper clips, toilet paper, a broom.

"Sure Dad, no problem," Kurt responded.

"Go to target, they are having a sale on cleaning supplies."

Once again, Kurt could not refuse a sale. He also needed to get the newest issue of Vogue because he forgot to renew his subscription.

"Okay, I'm leaving now, I will be back soon," he yelled.

"Okay son, be safe," Burt yelled back, and Kurt walked out the door.

Blaine is working another shift at Target today. He is in the arts and craft section again arranging everything back in order from when the kids go around and mix everything up. He sees a little girl in pink tails and a flower dress looking at the markers. Blaine is instantly reminded of the boy he saw the other day, because they are both cute and both looking at markers. Except the boy was I'd-like-to-make-out-with-you cute and the little girl was just aww-it's-a-little-girl cute. He walks up to the girl to see if she needed any help.

"Hello would you like any help?"

"No my mommy told me to pick out markers,"

"Oh well that is nice. I saw someone picking out markers the other day. He was a boy and I thought he was pretty."

"Haaha, that's silly, you're a boy too."

"Yes, yes I am. Anyway, he had his hair perfectly styled, pants that were the perfect size for his body, beautiful eyes, oh and his voice sounds like the heavens shinning down upon you..."

Blaine kept describing the boy and was starring off into space with a smile. He glanced down at the girl to make an expression saying 'Yeah, I know right. He sounds perfect', but she was gone. She left a long time ago, once she selected the markers she wanted. Blaine did not care about the rude little child because he spotted a figure that just walked past the front of the aisle.

Wes and David were in the women's department at Target, restocking the feminine products.

"Why does Shirley always give this job to us? I definitely do not want to be any where near this section," David complained.

"Yes, way too much information for me. Heavy, wings, overnight, flow, what do these even mean?" Wes said.

"Don't read them! Just restock fast without looking," David said as he was picking up random packages and placing them on the self.

"Yeah who cares if we do the job correctly, as long as it gets done, right?" Wes said.

Just then a scratchy voice came out of no where and said, "when the sun goes down, the evil spirits will rise and take perish upon less unfortunate."

"GO AWAY! Earl what don't you understand about leaving us alone. You are not even allowed to be out in the open. Don't let the customers see you," David shouted sounding annoyed. Earl limped away off into the distance muttering to himself again.

Wes turned to David and asked, "why is it that we always end up working with him?"

"Shirley, once again, out to get us," David replied. "So, anyway, back to important things, 'Operation: Get Blaine Laid', what's the plan?"

"We have to first find out who this guy is. We have to find out all the information we can," Wes said.

"I think we found him," David said.

"Huh?" Wes asked. David pointed down the main aisle. Wes stopped restocking and spotted Blaine hiding behind a rack of mops and brooms. He was watching a boy his age with brown hair brushed back and gelled in place perfectly. The boy was pushing a cart and had a list in his hand scanning the cleaning section. Every time the boy would move, Blaine would move closer behind something else, eyes fixated on the boy.

"This doesn't look good. He is bound to be spotted by Shirley," Wes said looking concerned.

"Leave this too me. Distract Blaine and I will handle Blaine's prey," David said heading the other direction.

"I'm already on it," Wes said moving towards Blaine. But he was too late, Shirley got to him first.

"Blaine what are you doing? I am not paying you to stalk customers," Shirley asked looking angrier as she spoke. Blaine was startled and jumped a bit when she spoke. He was not expecting Shirley to pounce on him. He was in his own little world, one that involved the boy pushing the cart and looked cute wrinkling his nose while reading from a list.

"Uhh…," he said, clearly at a loss for words. Just then, Wes appeared and pulled Blaine by the arm, "Come on Blaine, lets go. Sorry Shirley, that boy Blaine is stalking owes me money and Blaine was being a good friend and watching him for me." He turned to Blaine and said, "I forgot to tell you, he paid me back yesterday. Boxes and shelves await us, we are going back to work now." Wes and Blaine walked away from Shirley. Everyone looked confused except Wes, who had a smile on.

"Thanks Wes, I didn't know what to say. She looked like she was going to pounce on me and eat me alive, but he is here! Did you see him? He is here!" Blaine was jumping up and down clapping his hands. Then he started to turn and walk away.

"Woah, there hold up. You are not going back to spy on him. Shirley will fire you in an instant," Wes said grabbing Blaine's arm before he could walk away.

"But I wanna-"

"No buts, we are going to the storage room," Wes cut him off. Blaine pouted and put up a fight as Wes dragged him all the way to the back of the store.

::

Meanwhile, while Kurt was looking at pens and pencils a boy around his age came up to him in a Target uniform, along with a clipboard, pen, black rimmed glasses and a scarf. He tossed one side of the scarf around his neck as he approached Kurt.

"Hello young sir, sorry to disturb you, but would you like to partake in a Target customer service survey," David asked.

"Your opinion will be listened to and respected throughout the Target corporation," he added.

Kurt thought for a second, "uh, sure."

"Great! Okay, let me ask some simple questions to get them out of the way, then the important ones will come."

"Okay."

"Name please. Unless you wish to remain anonymous."

"Kurt Hummel." He straightened up and smiled as he said it.

"Occupation?"

"I am a student."

"School?"

"McKinley High."

"Any jobs?

"I help my dad out with his shop. Hummel's Tire's and Lube."

"After school activities?"

"Present or previous?"

"Both."

"I am currently in glee club and I was on the football team and cheerleading team."

"Age?"

"Sixteen."

David was frantically trying to right down everything, but he had no paper on the clipboard. So he was just writing on the wood.

"Okay last one, for procedure, relationship status?"

"Single." Kurt did not understand what his relationship status had to do with anything, but he continued on with the interview.

David had to make this quick before Shirley caught him.

"So at your visits to Target are the employees helpful in assisting you with your needs and are they friendly."

"Yes I was just in here the other day in the stationary department and a young man was quite knowledgable and helped me out."

"That is excellent! Do you remember his name?"

"I believe it was Blaine, I think."

David was jumping up and down and screaming inside. His plan was going perfectly.

"Why are you jumping?"

"Oh yes, I know Blaine. He is a very nice, kind, smart, handsome gentleman and a hard worker. Next question, are you finding everything you need with ease."

"Yes, everything is organized nicely."

"Okay this last one is for fun. If you had to fly to a castle over a moat would you rather ride a dragon, dinosaur or unicorn."

Kurt didn't even have to think about that one. "Unicorn."

"Great! Well that concludes the survey. Thank you for you time Mr. Hummel. Enjoy your stay here at the Target." David walked away towards the back of the store before Kurt could say anything else. David was completely proud of himself for completing his mission successfully. He went to find Wes to tell him everything.

::

Wes was in the break room when Puck walked in.

"Hey, you, David and Blaine like singing right? I hear you guys singing all the time and talking about songs." Puck asked Wes.

"Yeah that is correct," Wes said unsure of what he was getting at.

"You wanna go to my glee clubs performance? I gotta sell three tickets and it's this Saturday."

"Yes! We will take them. How much?" Wes left out that they were in their schools glee club as well. This was a great opportunity to scope out competition.

"Five bucks each."

Wes searched in his pocket for fifteen dollars. Puck took the money and gave him the tickets then walked out the room.

::

Wes and David ran into each other head on while trying to find to each other.

"I found you!" they said in unison.

"What are you wearing, and where can I get them?" Wes asked David looking at his glasses and scarf.

"Lost and found. You can find everything there."

"Cool! Okay so what did you find out?"

"Everything! His name is Kurt he is a mechanic. He is single and gay too! He chose unicorn."

"Yes! This is perfect! No gay guy chooses dragon or dinosaur," Wes said. "Oh and guess what I got too."

"What!"

"Tickets to sectional's competition performance. Puck is apparently in glee club too. He doesn't know we are in it too though."

"Awesome, what school?"

Wes pulled the tickets out of his pockets and read the name. "McKinley High."

"THAT IS THE SCHOOL KURT GOES TOO AND HE IS IN GLEE CLUB TOO!" David was about to have a heart attack everything was going so perfect.

"This is Great! This is Great!" Wes shouted.

They both started jumping up and down chanting, "Blaine's gonna get lay-aid. Blaine's gonna get lay-aid."

Shirley spotted them down the aisle and yelled, "Hey! I'm not paying you guys to jump around. Get back to work."

They stopped jumping and walked away in different directions. They would soon regroup after their shift's end and talk about what they learned from David's survey and construct a plan to 'Operation: Get Blaine Laid'.