Diego revealed that he planned to get Kat a little drunk, which was exactly what he did. Once they headed to the bar, Kat ordered something a little stronger than her usual fruit cocktail. The alcohol burned her throat and rushed to her head soon thereafter. She had to laugh at Diego’s comment about having his way with her after she got drunk enough, though.<br/><br/>“Aw, is that the only way you’ve managed to go all night with a girl - when she was wasted?” She asked, hearing the bite in her tone, which she didn’t mean to sound quite as harsh as it did. “You don’t have to get me drunk for that. I mean, I did pay for an entire evening of service, so the least I can do is put out.” She joked, though if she was truly joking remained a mystery.<br/><br/>After another hour of mingling, Kat was starting to get a little too sloshed. Diego had been so worried about what he would say while forced to schmooze, but Kat never considered that she might be the one to potentially botch the entire evening. Couples began to trickle out of the ballroom around then, which gave Kat the idea to rest.<br/><br/>“Hey, let’s to back to the room. I need to get out of this dress and out of these heels,” she murmured to Diego, intending to whisper in his ear but talking way too loudly next to his face.