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</div>As he had sent his last text, Diego started walking towards his car, it didn’t take a huge stretch of thinking to determine that Kat’s ‘When are you free tonight?’ likely translated into ‘I have something I want you to do.’  With his height and long stride, Diego was already making good progress when the phone in his hand dinged again.  Laughing as he read the text, he wanted to ask how it was that Kat knew so much about getting raises, when he doubted she had a long list of jobs in her experience.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Well, it’s not like I really have bosses.  I am just a number to them.  Still, good advice, so I’ll take it.</span>​</div><br/>He sent the text, pausing only briefly to type before making his way once more.  Hurrying along, Diego heard his phone ding again, but waited until he got into his car and got it started before taking a look.  Just as he suspected.  Firing off a quick reply, Diego used the GPS coordinates that Kat sent and headed off to pick her up.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Courier New'">Sure thing.  On my way.</span>​</div><br/>Since the campus was pretty easy to get around by car, Diego was pulling up to the coffee kiosk, Diego parked the car and climbed out, standing by the passenger door with a grin as he waited to open it when Kat approached.