Schuesterl Figgins wants ya! But we just started rehearsals.
My hands are tied, Schue.
I need the auditorium.
Alcoholics Anonymous wants to rent it out for their afternoon meetings.
Lots of drunks in this town.
They're paying me 10 bucks a head.
If we show at Regionals, Glee stays.
If not, the bar is open in the auditorium.
What is it with you and this club? You've got only five kids.
- One of them's a cripple! - Then I guess you've got nothing to worry about.
- Fine.
- Yes! But you're running detention for free to make it up to me.
Deal.
You put your hands in the corners like this.
- Okay? - I can't do it.
I'm dyslexic.
Maybe I should just stick to towels and washcloths.
Howard, if you can't fold a fitted sheet, you cannot work at Sheets 'N' Things.
Associate return.
Go.
Make sure they have a receipt.
Someone looks beautiful today.
Hi.
- You look very handsome.
- Thank you.
- Roast beef on pumpernickel.
Your favorite.
- Ohh! - Oh, does it have mayo? - Yeah.
Will, if my diabetes comes back, I can't get pregnant.
- I - What is wrong with you? Well, I wanted to tell you that I'm gonna have to start workin' late for the next couple months.
- I'm, uh, monitoring after-school detention.
- What? I had to make a deal with Figgins so he wouldn't kill Glee Club.
But, Will, I'm on my feet four hours a day, three times a week here.
Now I have to go home and I have to cook dinner for myself? This lady wants to return these sheets.
But something tells me we've got another bed wetter.
Do you see what I have to deal with here, hmm? God, hasn't she ever heard of a diaper? Of course towels have a thread count, Mr Sheets 'N' Things! What do you do? I read catalogsl I know these things.
Anything under a 400-thread count and I could break out in impetigol It's simple to understand! William? Sandy? Hey! Well, hello.
How are things? I hear you have taken over Glee Club.
Yeah.