Example A:
Kurt: Then why don’t you just run?
Brittany: I’m not smart enough.
Example B:
Mrs. Hagberg: What’s the capital of Ohio? Brittany.
Brittany: O.
Mrs. Hagberg: What? Do you even know who the president is?
Brittany: Will.i.am. (Class laughs at her)
Example C:
Kurt: I feel like I might as well have a big neon sign above my head that says, you know, “GAY-DIDDY-GAY, GAY-GAY-GAY!”
Brittany: I mean you’ll need a long extension cord, but I love it!
Kurt: I’m joking.
Brittany: Well, next time you make a joke nudge me in the ribs or like, honk a horn or something.
Then, Santana says something that completely changes the way she feels about herself.
And suddenly, this self-proclaimed “dumb blonde” doesn’t think she’s so dumb anymore.
Brittany: Thanks, um, but I can’t. Santana and I are working on campaign posters.
Kurt: Oh, uh, I already have them.
Brittany: No, for my campaign. I decided to run too. Cause you know the last six senior class presidents, they’ve all been guys, and look where that’s got us - you know, teetering in a double-dip recession. Besides. I’m also a unicorn. Maybe, a bi-corn. Either way, I’m starting to believe in my own magic.
While Santana may bring some people down, she does nothing but build Brittany up. With Santana by her side, Brittany knows she can do anything.