Kat would have smiled if she could have, but because it was brimming with her burrito, that was almost impossible to do. Diego seemed impressed with how she handled the thick delicacy in her hands, and how well she took it in her mouth. “I told you.” She replied simply. It was true, she had been pretty blatant about how much she could fit in her mouth. That was one thing Chase never, ever complained about.<br/><br/>When her thoughts strayed back to him for a moment, she did her best to push them out again, not wanting the prick to ruin her time with Diego. “I go for things I want,” she admitted easily, giving him a bit of a smirk once she swallowed everything down. She had to admit, when he groaned into his own bite, Kat felt a trail of tingles working their way down to her core. She had to consider what other things he might be groaning like that for.<br/><br/>She nodded when he confirmed that she had just said ‘tomorrow.’ Apparently it was way faster than he had been expecting. Kat couldn’t help chuckling in response to how nervous he suddenly seemed. “The tailor said it would be ready to pick up tomorrow morning.” She tilted her head to the side, studying him a little closer when he asked what type of even it was. “It’s a gala fundraiser for something or other. They’re all the same.” She said, dismissively.<br/><br/>When he mentioned her cream on her chin, she broke out into a deep giggle and wiped it away with a napkin easily. “Are you nervous about being my date, Diego?” She asked, simply. While waiting for his answer, she took another huge bite of her burrito.