“Aww,” Kat gave Diego a pity tongue click at his admission about being thirsty, perhaps even thirstier than she could have imagined. Their gazes met after he chugged a ton of sparkling water, which made Kat’s brow perk. “You do know what thirsty means, right?” She just had to ask, especially considering just how innocent Diego was.<br/><br/>“That’s what I’m paying you for.” Kat mentioned after Diego summarized that he’d be tagging along and playing catch up as they went. “I believe in your ability to do that.” She smirked. Kat beamed as she leaned in and pointed things out to him on the pamphlet, knowing that he’d been staring at her cleavage as she explained the amenities at the hotel. And when he jumped only a little at her touch, she laughed, darkly.<br/><br/>Diego talked about how he kind of wished they could spend more time at the hotel to use even more of the amenities offered. She leaned away just enough to look up at his face. “We could stay for another night if you really want to.” He asked if she was satisfied and even used her upper crust last name, which he clearly remembered from the front desk. “Mm, well, most of these amenities are pretty commonplace, so I expected them.”<br/><br/>Kat chuckled at Diego’s comment about getting her a massage or a big ass waffle. “Why not both?” She rhetorically asked before tugging the pamphlet out of his hands and standing up with the flute of sparkling water. She took a few sips, then set the glass back down and moved the strap of her purse over her shoulder before gesturing with her head toward the revolving door at the front of the lobby. “Ready to head out?”