If Santana were the type to give sincere compliments to the guy she was sleeping with, she'd comment on how easy going Tim was. It was usually a good thing, especially when it meant getting her way, like now.

"Mmhmm." She took a long drink, then handed the glass back to him. "Are you sure you can't even like, sway? I could totally dance around you and no one would even notice your lameness!"

She said sweetly.