[Santana looks at Puck in confusion]

We can't be in hell. Sylvester isn't here insulting us with a pitchfork of doom. [a pause] Are you....praying?

[She pushed his hands down when they started getting funny looks from the people across from them.]

You're being embarrassing, jeez. [Santana really wished she was here with Brittany right about now, but she had a funny feeling Puck already knew that]