Kat chuckled at Diego’s confidence that he would be able to fit into the suit, despite eating a huge burrito for lunch. “I don’t think that means you’re supposed to try and fill it out with an abundance of carbs.” She said flatly. At her rather saucy comment about workouts, she had to grin when Diego declared that he knew a few good workouts. “I’ll bet you do.” She replied.<br/><br/>But then he started talking about swimming and Kat had to wonder if he was clueless, a virgin, or just really terrible with innuendos. Obviously, it had to be one of those outcomes. She glanced down at his torso through his shirt, thinking to herself that swimming definitely explained his sculpted, lean muscles, of which she thoroughly enjoyed observing in the fitting room.<br/><br/>She caught the looks on both Diego’s and the cashier’s faces when she turned away to saunter off toward a table after mentioning how much she could fit inside her mouth. Diego joined her a moment later handing her the burrito she had just ordered, before sitting across from her and handling his own. He seemed to challenge her, wanting her to show him a big bite.<br/><br/>Her brow perked as she picked up her burrito and peeled back the foil, using two hands to hold the heavy carb load, before guiding it towards her mouth. She opened her mouth wide, then sank her teeth into the burrito, tearing off a huge portion. “Mmm,” she immediately groaned in pleasure at the taste, as sour cream started to spill down her lip.<br/><br/>After chewing it up, partially hiding herself behind the enormous burrito, she licked her lips, only collecting the corner of her creamy white spill, while the rest of it made a line down the side of her chin. “How was that?” She asked, coyly. With a chuckle and a shake of her head, she went on to answer his question. "Oh, tomorrow, actually. Tomorrow evening." She said simply, almost looking bored as she went in for another bite.