mista sat near a fountain with you, waiting for you to come back with the cake slices”did you get everything..?” he is focusing on his stand and his revolver, reloading it just in case an enemy stand user tried to ambush your time together. Then his facial expression drops when you said you got four slices of cake, two for him and two for you. “four..?! Why would you get four slices??!” he says in almost an angry tone, but still keeps his cool for now.