Kat’s brows perked, though she remained silent, when Diego mentioned that her ex was one less thing to worry about. Of course, if there was any reason to worry, she was fairly certain that they would have been worried about very different things, when it came to Chase. But, like Diego had so eloquently reminded her, that wouldn’t be of any concern at the gala, and probably not for the foreseeable future, either.<br/><br/>He brought up an old conversation, which immediately piqued Kat’s interest. Generally speaking, it sounded as if that particular topic was of interest to Diego, for him to revisit it. “You’re my first,” she said in a playful tone, her head tilted to the side and one shoulder raised, as if to capture an impression of innocence, knowing how her words would have been perceived.<br/><br/>At the mention of Raft, and how they both apparently went there, Kat wrinkled her nose. She chuckled at how offended he sounded that she wasn’t happy with the discovery. “Did that strike a nerve?” Kat questioned, genuinely curious. “I mean, I just wasn’t expecting to see you there.” A small sigh left her as she averted her gaze and started looking around, as if to try and find something to distract her, or detract from herself, or something.<br/><br/>“I’m just not used to my worlds colliding.” She confessed. But by then, it was time to move on and get some new shoes for Diego. “I figured,” she chuckled when Diego mentioned that he didn’t have any shoes fit for a gala. Even though it sounded like an insult, she didn’t mean it in that way. More like, she had guessed that Diego wouldn’t own a fancy pair of dress shoes, because… why would he?<br/><br/>She led the way and he followed, just as she knew he would, mentioning that he was sure she knew where all of the fancy shoe stores were. Kat chuckled, pointing out the directory as they walked closer to it. “Well, maybe in the state, but not in the mall.” Kat admitted. When she reached the sign, she was quick to find the little sticker that said where they were, then found the nearest shoe store in a matter of seconds.<br/><br/>“There it is. Let’s go.” Kat led the way to the nearest shoe store with Diego in tow, finding an employee quickly. “We need him measured for dress shoes for a gala.” She laid it all on the line, folding her arms over herself as she waited while the employee led Diego to a nearby chair. He was told to remove his shoes so that both of his feet could be measured in one of those metal devices that looked slightly archaic.<br/><br/>“What<i>is</i>your shoe size?” She asked, clearly interested.