Puck abruptly shut his mouth. Blaine didn't need to know that several times over the last little while, he'd almost gone back to juvie... If he'd kept it up for another few months, he would've gotten a one-way ticket to big boy prison, too. He knew that much, but he was hoping like hell that Dalton was going to help things. It was more straightlaced than McKinley, but then again, there was zero tolerance for dickheads like the guys at McKinley who'd done this to Blaine, so he probably wouldn't find himself quite so pissed off here in general. "Yeah, I know," Puck replied. "It just..." Sucks, he was going to say, but there was really no point. The knowledge that it sucked was shared by everyone involved in this conversation, so... It hardly mattered to say it.

"Yep," Puck said with a grin. "Come on, Kurt," Puck said with a grin. "Tell us what your mailman is!"