Kat blushed a deeper red. "His name is Lucas and he is a soccer player." Kat explained as she tied to think of an explanation as to why she was blushing.

Micka smiled and nodded. "Ohh so are you two... like dating????"

Kat found it very horrible that all she could that now was nod for fear that her voice would go up in pitch. "How about yourself Micka?" Kat asked trying to get the subject off of her.

Micka shook her head, "I dont have a boyfriend! And don't change the subject~"

"Micka does not have a boyfriend??" Kat asked shocked at hearing the news. "I honestly thought Micka would have a boyfriend way before me." She told her trying to wrap her head around what she had just heard. "Oh you think I am trying to change the subject, but you are wrong. I just wanted to know about your love life is all." Kat said with a playful smile.

Micka giggled softly, "I don't have a love life! My love life doesn't exist and it never will!" she smiled a little.

"Do you Americans not go by the saying never say never?" Kat asked as she tilted her head to the side. "But Micka you must not be so........what is the word.....hard...er...negative on yourself." She said trying to think of the right word to use.

Micka giggled, "I'm not! It's just guys don't usually like... uh... childish? Hyper? I dunno... but I usually annoy people..." she murmured then smiled.

"I like who you are, and if they guys do not then that is their fault for not getting or giving the time to know the real Micka." Kat said as her cheeks lightly flushed with anger.

Micka smiled and hugged her.

Kat hugged her back.

Micka smiled widely, "Thank you!"

"Not a problem." Kat said with a soft smile.

Micka giggled then pulled back, "So tell me about this Lucas guy?"

"So how do you like the weather?" Kat asked changing the topic again with a blush.

Micka pouted, "I like the weather. And hey! Don't change the subject again!"

"Micka I am not changing the subject......just asking a question........or two." Kat added the last part under her breath.

Micka nodded. "Okay, I answered your question~ Now tell meeee! What's he like?"

Seeing that there was no way out of the questions Micka had coming her way. "Lucas is......amazing, really understanding. Really cuki, protective, sweet, kind, caring. He loves taking photos, and he plays soccer." Kat explained with different expressions to match what she said as she started out looking off into space and then looked back at Micka with a smile as she played with her fingers.

Micka giggled. "Ohhh awesome! You must really like him?" she smiled and tilted her head to the side.

"Igen...er I mean yes, I do. It is rare for a Hungarian to come over seas and.....well fall in love, I believe is the term you Americans use." Kat said with a kind smile.

Micka smiled and nodded. "So you love him?"

Kat lightly winced at the love word. Then she had to stop and think about it, true she did not know what the word actually meant other than motherly love. Kat looked at Micka. "I suppose I do, but I am not entirely sure. I have not yet said that word to him."

Micka nodded, "Oh okay!" she patted her shoulder. "I'm sure he love's you too!" she smiled

Kat lightly smiled and hugged Micka. "Thank you Micka. You are a really good person and friend. And I am happy to have you as one." Kat told her.