Thankfully, Kat wasn’t too tipsy to know to grab onto the handle above the window, which had been dubbed the ‘oh shit’ handle by some nameless person forever ago. When Diego had to whip around the curve to make the left turn she had mentioned, her body tilted along with the car, but she was able to keep from being smashed against the window thanks to her grip on that notorious handle.<br/><br/>She chuckled to herself quietly as she reflected on the answers that her driver gave to her questions, which came after his cheeks flushed faintly. He admitted to being glad that no one was making out in his backseat because it often led to an uncomfortable ride for him. Then he apologized about her breakup, commenting that they sucked, especially on a fancy night out.<br/><br/>Kat snorted at that. “This is just a club dress. It’s not exactly fancy.” She released the handle and used both hands to make air quotes, before her hands fell onto her lap. Diego went on to respond to her interrogation about the mints and waters, not sounding too defensive, she noted, which meant he might be trustworthy. Or, he was good at pretending to be someone girls could easily trust.<br/><br/>He acted disappointed that she wasn’t sucking on a mint - and Kat didn’t really have to wonder why - before admitting that it was about getting better reviews and ratings. “I noticed that,” she remarked, her eyes scanning over him in what could only be a judgmental way. “The only reason I agreed was because you were the closest driver to me. Tonight, proximity was more important than stars.”<br/><br/>Kat grinned at the idea of Uber drivers offering a little extra to their customers. “Maybe you just have to offer to tuck the drunk sorority girls in and spend the night in their dorm with them so that when they wake up you can let them know just how much they really owe you.” She shrugged. “As for the others, well, some people are looking for a magical unicorn.” She gave him a naughty, knowing look. “Maybe you could be part of a throuple for a night. And in exchange for your services, they have to promise to leave you a glowing review and five stars.”<br/><br/>Clearly, Kat had let Diego’s problem go to her head a bit. He wasn’t asking for business advice. But, she took it upon herself to offer her own input, anyway. Around then, Diego pulled into the parking lot of the dessert place that Kat had plugged into his phone. They sold everything from cakes to smoothies, but they were known for their waffles. Which sounded strange to Kat at first. But that was before she had ever tried one.<br/><br/>Kat unbuckled her seat belt and met Diego’s expectant look. “Are you coming or not?” She made a face at him, rolled her eyes, then pushed the door open and swung her legs around. She bent over to place both of her shoes on, one foot at a time. “Don’t worry, I’m buying.” Kat stood up and stepped out, closing the door behind her, then went to the back and pulled her purse out. She waited for Diego to get out and hurried him along. “Come on!”<br/><br/>She led the way inside, waiting for him to open the door for her, then stepped inside the little dessert shop. A chime sounded above her and the lady behind the counter looked like she was about to close up for the night. And she probably was, to be fair. But Kat didn’t look like she minded one way or another. “Hi, there. I’d like one of your dessert piled waffles. Peanut butter chocolate on one half, M&M’s on the other.” She stepped aside and looked to Diego. “And whatever he’s getting.” She set her card down to pay, right away.