Standing outside the salon, Diego laughed as Kat swatted at his arm, actually feeling comfortable around the rich girl hiring him as arm candy for the first time.  Maybe there was something to be said for the effects of a spa day, although if pressed Diego would have likely said it had a lot more to do with the sudden prospect of food than with the face goop.   “Oh, I remember.  I remember you not finishing it.”  Diego teased, although considering the kitchen sink worth of toppings, he doubted anyone could have.  “But just because you like the taste of decadent desserts doesn’t mean you like burritos.”  He continued, since he had totally been thinking of this another way.<br/><br/>Not super well versed with what girls had to go through to maintain a figure like Kat’s, he had no idea if he was asking her to risk a few pounds, and if he had known that was her assumption, he would have been mortified.  Diego, who had been broke his whole life, just assumed that rich people like Kat ate rich foods, although any college student who didn’t see a giant cheap burrito as one of the four main food groups was a mystery to him.<br/><br/>“Awesome, I have been meaning to try them here ever since I heard about them, but this might surprise you, but I don’t find a reason to come to the mall much.  Or at least not come inside.”  Diego continued, starting walking and talking at the same time, leading the pair of them towards the escalators that would take them down to the floor with the food court.  As soon as they reached the whirring metal stairs, Diego paused to let Kat get on first before following.  On the way down, he could already feel his stomach rumbling loudly at the prospect of a meal.<br/><br/>Spotting the restaurant, Diego again let Kat move past him to get in line first while he looked up at all the options.  “Wow this all looks really good.  You might have to juice cleanse for five days.  Alone that is.  As for me, I am as excited to eat as I am to see you try and take one of these things down.”  Diego laughed, waiting for Kat to go before placing his order.  Concentrating on his own, Diego had it packed to the point of absurdity, not to mention as spicy as he could make it, before stepping to the counter and digging out his cash to pay.<br/><br/>“Do you want to find us a seat?” He asked while the clerk rang them up.