She smiled to him demurely when he squeezed her thigh. There was no way she could do this if he kept distracting her that way. All she could think about as she mirrored his actions, laying her own napkin in her lap, was that little touch. She wanted the same all over her body, carresses more gentle than what he'd given her so far.<br/><br/>Katie raised her glass as well in a toast. She pressed it to her lips and barely tasted the wine, then smiled to him in pleased astonishment. "Not as bad as I thought it would be! What do I do if something's just awful? Weird food and stuff?" She laughed and shook her head. "I know I can't spit it out..."<br/><br/>She cautiously picked up her fork and took a tiny bite of her dinner. She chewed carefully, closing her eyes in delight. "This is... really, really good. So if I only eat a little of everything, that makes me look... better? I can sorta see that. And I'm not really sure what you mean by 'beautiful and talented.' I'm just a kid." She laughed and took another bite. "I have no talent and I'm not even sure if I can walk in high heels. And what do you tell people? That I'm your assistant? You'd better dress me in little suits and stuff, then." She grinned and sipped her wine again.