Santana nodded, her jaw clenching. She'd seen how busy Brittany had been with Artie, and she was jealous -- not that she'd admit to it. Brittany had always been hers, but now she was with Wheels and Santana was ready to kill him. Even after she'd badmouthed her best friend just to get Artie to back off, he'd gone back to her! But Puck had been back, so Santana had forced herself to focus on him and let Brittany be with Artie. She'd given up... but now she'd gotten her second wind. No more giving up.

"I'm here now," she agreed. "What kind of cookies do you wanna make?"