Honestly, Diego had no idea what Kat was thinking with this, and while part of him wanted to remind her how crazy this all sounded and that he could certainly be excused for wondering if a recently dumped, distraught girl was thinking clearly, the fact was….he didn’t.   For such a seemingly spur of the moment idea, Kat clearly was thinking very clearly, and indeed was working every angle with the skill of a master negotiator.  If he paused to think about it, that told him something about her that was far more impressive, and intimidating, than her looks or her money.<br/><br/>Watching intently as she ticked off his concerns one by one, not to mention flushing a little at the way she licked her lips clean, he finally laughed out loud at her description.  “Ha, silent arm candy.  Now that I could probably pull off with flying colors.  And I can tell you that you wouldn’t have to worry about me wandering off at some high class gallery event.”  He joked, his flush going a little deeper at her calling him the “hot” guy on her arm, but he didn’t call it out, not wanting to seem pervy about this.<br/><br/>As the details spilled from Kat’s pretty lips, Diego tried really hard to hide the open surprise at the generous terms, although he likely failed completely in favor of Kat’s skilled eyes.  Suits, free food, upkeep (whatever that meant), and a HUNDRED dollars and hour?  Even if this sounded WAY more degrading he would have a hard time turning that down.  After all, he drove an Uber for MUCH less, and that was hardly glamourous.  Plus, something Kat had not mentioned was, once he was seen a few times with a girl like her, it might raise his stakes with other girls like her, or at least the aforementioned sorority girls.<br/><br/>Wondering how to reply without sounding too eager, Diego was caught hook, line and sinker as Kat leaned behind him, brushing a very impressive set of boobs against his arm.  All the perks aside, how could he complain about spending more time around a girl like this?  Just imagine how she looked before she got dumped!<br/><br/>Closing his waffle box, Diego mirrored Kat’s motion of placing the box in the backseat, although with his long arms he was able to do so without pressing his broad chest against her, before settling back in his seat.  “Well, I can’t argue with those terms, so it sounds like we have a deal.”  Opening the center console, Diego grabbed out a post-it and a sharpie, and wrote his full name and cell across the yellow square before peeling it off and handing it to Kat.<br/><br/>“So, should I take you home now, and just wait for your call?”