Kat had to wonder about Diego when he didn’t even attempt to correct the record regarding his lack of knowledge when it came to hitting on girls. This wouldn’t be the first time that she questioned his sexual preferences. Part of her considered the possibility that he was asexual. Not that there was anything wrong with that, so long as he could sell the ‘date’ thing that she intended to pay him for.<br/><br/>A small amount of pleasure was taken when Diego responded to her facial comment in a slight amount of surprise. He mentioned it was something to keep in mind and Kat chuckled. “Is it?” He then remarked about how twenty minutes was an impressive time and about how anything good for the skin must be worthwhile. “Well, that’s why my skin is flawless,” she stated, matter of factly.<br/><br/>The technician entered the conversation shortly afterward, assuming that Diego was Kat’s boyfriend, and giving him the perfect opportunity to really ham it up. Kat snickered at his attempt to sound like her boyfriend, calling her ‘pooka bear,’ whatever that meant, and insisting that he did whatever she wanted, essentially.<br/><br/>“That’s right, babe.” She smirked at the technician, who took out a wand like tool with an orange tip and waved it slowly over Diego’s skin in various places. She tucked it away after another moment and then draped a warm towel over Diego’s face. “That must mean I’ve got you trained right,” Kat egged on, her lips curling into an even wider smile. The technician laughed at Kat’s comment. “Lucky you!”<br/><br/>After another moment, she pulled the towel off of his face and used it to wipe away the excess goop from his face. To finish she spritzed his face with a misting sort of spray, which left him looking freshly rained on. “You’re all done.” The technician spoke, offering him a hand mirror so that he could look at his face, which was dewy, and only slightly red, due to his skin not being accustomed to the routine.<br/><br/>“Perfect,” Kat responded. “You look better,” she flatly said to her pretend boyfriend as he was sat up by the technician, the cape tugged off of him a moment later. Kat glanced down at his crotch, though she wasn’t sure why she felt compelled to do so. Then, just as quickly as she looked, she looked away.<br/><br/>“I think that’ll be all for us today. I assume I pay at the front?” She questioned, not even pretending that Diego was paying for anything himself. With that, she sauntered away, heading for the cash register and holding her credit card out for whoever was waiting for them to take and swipe.