â€œThose really are impressive  moves. I canâ€¦â€<span style="font-style: italic"> Tate, we canâ€™t trust him yet, donâ€™t give information like that outâ€¦</span>[Geez Kat, you donâ€™t even know what I was gonna saâ€¦ oh yeah. You doâ€¦[/i]<span style="font-style: italic">yeah I doâ€¦</span>dream about doingâ€ Tate smiled devilishly to the person Kat informed him was standing infront of his face. Katâ€™s eyes were looking over the male with intrest happily thoughtfully describing him to Tate whose cheeks were beginning to turn bright red. Kat rubbed his throught and Tate coughed some before  he burst into chuckling laughter â€œStop getting your bottoms in a knot girlâ€™s it will dryâ€¦!â€ he called out to them. Kat and Tate both smiled hearing that Red thought as they did about the stupidity of the girls.<br/><br/>Tate paused. â€œYou broke in? Interesting.â€ He smiled and pulled out his wallet from the small towel bag beside Katâ€™s table, he opened it and pulled out the room key. The key looked a lot like the keyâ€™s the other rooms had besides one difference. The black bar on the back was gold, bright shiny gold. Proof that is was the only key that could get someone to the penthouse on the top 65th floor of the hotel. â€œWe are here for work tomorrow night.â€ He said showing off a bit, trying to impress the guy who had caught he and his brotherâ€™s attention. â€œSoâ€¦ if you ever want to stay you can stay with us.â€ He smiled. Kat glanced to the man catching eyes with him, Tateâ€™s cheeks grew bright blushing red.<br/><br/>â€œA race? Sounds like fun!â€ Tate held up a thumb and smirked. â€œIâ€™ll run it! Kat, doesnâ€™t do excersize and stuff, he thinks to much for it.â€ He smiled and ruffled Katâ€™s red hair, who proceeded to smack Tateâ€™s hand, resulting in his own hand stinging. So Kat recoiled his hand and rubbed the one on his body that he had smacked of his brotherâ€™s (the left).<span style="font-style: italic">Ha!</span><span style="font-style: italic">Tate, shut upâ€¦</span>