"Why?" Brittany asked still confused and oblivious to the fact that she sounded a bit like a five year old, asking "why?" so much. "If everyone were the same, things would be boring."
Brittany frowned, beginning not to like boys. "That's dumb. They're mean. What about the girl's?"
Feeling Santana's foot against her's, Brittany giggled softly as she watched the movie. At her friend's question, she turned to her. "No. I mean, I've thought about it and stuff, but I've never actually done it.