Settling into his chair, Diego pulled his plate a little closer and started to pick up his utensils when the way Kat was acting caught his attention.  Looking over as she gulped down a sip of her drink and fired some quick questions at him, Diego gave her a very puzzled look.  “Uh, it was some girl.   In a barely there dress, asking if I was new or something.” He said slowly, wondering what Kat thought he had meant.  Was she worried that he blew her cover?  “I played it off cool.   I told her I was with you, although it didn’t seem to faze her much.  I got the impression maybe you two weren’t pals.”<br/><br/>Shrugging, Diego attended to some serious matters at hand, namely shoveling a few meatballs into his mouth, chewing in pleasure before finally swallowing.  He had apparently been<i>starving</i>but his nerves had not let him know it.  Before taking any more bites, he turned to Kat, too curious about her reaction to not ask about it.  “What did you think I meant happened?”  He asked with a raised eyebrow.  “It must be pretty bad, as I think for a second there I saw a crack in your poised exterior!”