"Is anyone here?"

Kurt rolls out from underneath the car he was working on to see a blonde girl about his age standing nearby.

"How can I help you?" he asks, getting up.

"My check engine light came on about a half a mile from here, so I thought if I pulled in, you guys could maybe take a look at it?" she answers, sounding hopeful. It's been a slow day, so Kurt nods.

"I just gotta finish this oil change and then I can give it a look over. Anything happen when the light came on?"

The girl shook her head. "No, just the light."

"Could be a bad sensor or something. I'll know more when I look at it."

"Thanks," she smiles, looking grateful. He smiles back and fluffs his hair out of his face. Something about the action makes her mouth fall open in shock.

"No way," she breathes, staring at him.

"What?" he wants to know, feeling nervous.

"You're Kurt Hummel," she says, looking at the name over the shop and then back at him.

"How did..." Kurt lets himself trail off.

"You're the Kurt Hummel who's dating Blaine Anderson, oh my God."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Kurt mutters, sitting back down on the rolling board. "I'll get to your car after I finish this oil change."

"You are!" she crows. Kurt sighs.

"Please, just let me finish this, okay?" he pleads. Her gaze softens.

"You know, I don't know if you know this, but among most of Blaine's fans, you're kind of beloved."

Kurt stares at her in shock.

"We just want him to be happy," the girl says. "You make him happy."

"Thank you," Kurt replies, oddly touched.

"Can I ask one favor?" the girl continues. "Can you sign my Dalton Live program for me? It's in my car."

Kurt smiles. "If you keep where you found me between us, sure."

"You really are the best."

Kurt wore a smile for the rest of the day, and even enjoyed the good natured ribbing he got from Blaine when his autograph turned up on Tumblr.