Kat gave Diego a bit of a look when he mentioned that it was weird how some women were into being sugar mamas. “I know,” she said blatantly, while wearing an expression that wordlessly said ‘DUH.’ After sighing to herself and turning her attention back to her meal, she ate a bit more, though she hardly seemed dedicated.<br/><br/>“Of course, D.” Kat replied about having Diego’s back, so to speak. She decided to toss the nickname out there to see how he’d respond to it. She also happened to speak it in a sensual sort of tone, so that it very much sounded like the sort of nickname a girlfriend would give to her boyfriend.<br/><br/>She gave him a critical look when he took a pen and paper from a waiter, before subtly shaking her head at him. They wanted their relationship to be believable, right? A sneer crossed her face as she thought about that and what others might think if Diego actually tried to pass it off like he had any money to spend.<br/><br/>Chuckling at his noncommittal response once the presentation ended, she took her pad of paper back and discreetly ripped the sheet, crumpled it up, and set it down beneath a napkin on the table. She jotted down an amount of money and her top pick of charity, then etched her signature beneath it and handed the pad back to a waiter when one walked by.<br/><br/>Diego leaned in to whisper, mentioning a quiz. “You were supposed to expect the unexpected. Didn’t you know?” She rhetorically asked, clearly just having fun with him. Several people began to get up from their tables around them, either to get more food or drinks, and Diego was quick to notice. He nudged her and suggested they head to the bar.<br/><br/>“Are you planning on getting me drunk?” Kat asked with a perk of her brow. She got up from her chair just the same, though, and stretched her hand out for Diego to hold onto so that they could get to the bar together without being separated. “What are you going to get to drink this time?” She wondered aloud, already asking herself that question.