"Is Quinn here?"
Rachel's eyes slightly narrow, "And what is it that you want with her Noah?"
He shrugs, runs a hand across the back of his neck but looks her in the eyes, "I don't agree with what Finn did to Quinn. When I found out, I kicked his ass, and then I came here as soon as I could."
Rachel nods, "And where's Finn now?"
Puck snarls, his face hardening, "Probably hiding somewhere. I told him to hit the road before I went all Nip/Tuck on his face."
Rachel smiles slightly at him, "Would you like to come in?"
He grins but shakes his head, "Nah, don't worry bout it. Just make sure Q knows she's got badass Puck in her corner." He hugs her goodbye saying something about 'Hot Jews need to stick together' but before Rachel could say anything about it he was already making his way to his car.
Shaking her head slightly she makes her way back into the kitchen.
Quinn's eyes are twinkling as she looks at the diva, "Who was that?" she asks curiously.
Giving her a smile in return, "That...was Noah."
Quinn tenses at the mention of Finn's best friend, looking slightly worried.
"What did he want?" Santana asks looking up from her plate.
Rachel glances her way before looking back at Quinn and saying, "He just wanted to let Quinn know that he's on her side."
The blonde visibly relaxes and Santana grins, "It's nice to know Puck's not a complete moron."
Brittany frowns but then perks up, "He's just a badass on the outside. He's totally a softy though. S, he's like the male you!"
Quinn giggles and Rachel tries to hold back her laughter as Santana rolls her eyes, "I'm totally more badass than Puck! He's not even in the same league as me!" she says indignantly.
Brittany smiles at her and pulls her off the chair and into her lap with the Latina's back pressed to her front, "That's because you have me." Giving her a kiss to her shoulder which effectively causes the Latina to shut up and blush, which causes both Quinn and Rachel to aww.
Santana mumbles a 'shut up' to the both of them before turning around and giving Brittany a smile and a real kiss, "Thank you babe...Of course he doesn't have you. You've got 'Property of Santana Lopez' written all over you, and if he wants to keep a vital part of his anatomy he'll keep away."
Both the diva and head cheerio share a look, grinning at each other and then awing together.
"You two are way too sweet, you're giving me diabetes."
"Stuff it Blondie." It would have been more effective had Santana not been smiling and giggling while Brittany was kissing her neck.
Rachel shakes her head but is smiling, "Play nice. How's your toe?"
Abruptly Santana replies with, "It's fine." before giving her blonde a kiss and hopping off and sitting in her seat again.
Both blondes share a confused look but they just shrug and let it drop seeing as both brunettes distract them with more breakfast.
They had a pretty tame time after that finishing up their breakfast and discussing what they would be doing for the rest of the day.
In a stroke of luck Coach Sylvester had called off Saturday Cheerio practice, however Quinn was still wary about it, "Coach believes in 'always being prepared.' So this could mean she's going to expect all of us to be ready to practice at some unholy hour tomorrow morning, or sometime in the middle of the night."
