You save my soul...

ASYLUM

This is summer...

Juicy Fruit

Blaine: I know we’ve taken things to a new level recently, so—
Kurt: If this is an engagement ring, yes! What’s better than Christmas in New York? Eloping and getting married in Central Park, on Christmas!
Blaine: Just — open the box, Kurt. It’s a promise ring. I made it out of gum wrappers. Juicy Fruit.
Kurt: My favorite Wrigley’s. And is that a little bow tie? But what are you promising?
Blaine: To always love you. To defend you even if I know you’re wrong. To surprise you. To always pick up your call no matter what I’m doing. To bake you cookies at least twice a year and to kiss you whenever you want. Mostly to make sure that you always remember how perfectly imperfect you are. I know it’s not something Elizabeth Taylor would have worn—
Kurt: I love it. I love you. Merry Christmas. Our first Christmas together.
Blaine: First of many.