Jinora sits alone in the library, immersed in Avatar Aang's sixth journal. She's just about to find out who will win the duel between Katara and Azula when she is rudely interrupted by a Fire Ferret's face in her line of sight.

She sighs. "Pabu...I was just getting to the really good part."

The fluffy creature licks her face.

"No, I can't play with you right now. Go find Bolin. He's probably in the kitchen, as he seems intent on eating us out of hearth and home."

"Hey!"

She turns and sees Bolin, and he looks quite indignant. Jinora laughs and hands him his pet. "Well, it's true."

He laughs, too. "Yeah, sorry."

She smiles and then sits back down. She picks up her book and suddenly she's back in the duel.

Katara froze the water around them, both of them stuck in slightly uncomfortable positions. She let warm air out through her nose to melt herself and swam around Azula, wrapping the chains around her. When the princess was quite encumbered by her bindings, Katara-

"Jinora!"

She starts. "What?"

That was, like, the tenth time I said your name!" He says.

"Well," She frowns at him. "What did you want?"

"What? Oh. Um..." He looks ashamed. "I forgot."

She goes back to her book.

-let the rest of the water fall to the ground, taking her and Azula along with it. Azula looked-

He's poking her. She slams her book down onto her knees showing a rare moment of annoyance.

"What?"

He's taken aback, looking slightly scared. Her face softens and she sighs.

"Sorry. But seriously, what do you want?"

He recovers his usual smile and says brightly, "I remembered what I was gonna ask!"

"And that was?"

He's suddenly bashful, and she can't think of anything except how adorable he is, even at the age of twenty-three.

"Well, there's this girl I like," He begins, and she can feel her throat constricting.

"And?" It's almost a squeak.

His face is practically glowing. "She's so great. She's a really good bender, she's beautiful, she's nice, and she loves to have fun! We've been friends for a while, and-"

"Korra? I thought you were over her." She's pretty sure her voice sounds strangled and her face betrays her pain.

"No, not Korra. We're just friends."

Oh, good, She thinks, At least now I have a chance.

"What?" Oops.

"At least now I have a chance...to help you without making everything awkward! With Mako...and stuff." Oh Spirits, she can't talk around him!

"Oh! Yeah. Anyway, I met her a couple months ago, and I wanna get up the guts to ask her on a date, but I don't want to mess it up. Will you help me?"

She snickers. "What happened to 'smooth-talking Bolin'? Aren't you supposedly really good with the ladies? Being a pro-bender and all?"

He frowns. "Supposedly. But whenever I see her, I get all nervous and stuff. It's different. She's not just some fangirl. She's really special and I want this to be perfect."

"Um, Bolin? You do realize," She says skeptically, "That I haven't never even been on a date in my life? It's pointless coming to me for advice like this."

Bolin is shocked. "You've never been on a date?"

"No. Remember, confined to the island? Reads books all the time?" She holds up Aang's diary as an example.

"Oh, yeah," He says. "Well then. D'you wanna?"

She blinks. "What?"

He's excited. "I'm totally gonna set you up on a date!"

"Bolin, no, wait! I'm fine with-"

But he's already scrambled out the door.

She goes back to her book.

It's in the middle of a nice dinner of Tofeasant when Bolin turns to Tenzin and asks,

"Is it okay if I take Jinora to a date later tonight?"

The room goes silent and everyone stares at Jinora as her cheeks turn scarlet.

Tenzin chokes on his asparagus and coughs.

"W-what!" He splutters. "Absolutely not! You are six years older than her!"

Bolin's face darkens to a scarlet color to match Jinora's. "N-no!" He exclaims. "Not like – that! She's just never been on a date before so I set her up with my friend who's only a year or two older than her."

Mako groans. "You don't mean..."

Bolin chuckles. "Yep! The one and only... Skoochy!"

Korra cracks up. "Dude. You mean that earthbender who tries to pick my pockets every time I see him?"

Tenzin's face begins to turn an astonishing shade of purple as he rounds on Bolin. "You set my daughter up with a criminal?"

"Uh – no – he doesn't do that...anymore. He just picks her pockets as a joke!"

Tenzin doesn't look like he believes this and looks to Pema to back him up. His wife laughs and says,

"I think we should let Jinora go. It'll be good for her to actually interact with kids her age."

Ikki, for once, has been silent thus far. But she takes this opportunity to butt in. "OhmySpirits Jinora's going on a date! Korra we've so totally gotta make her pretty! Momma can help us and she can wear one of those cute outfits we bought her but she never wears and we can do her makeup! OhmySpirits Bolin is he cute? You gotta help us this is gonna be so great come on Jin let's go!" She's pulling Jinora's arm so hard the older girl is surprised it hasn't taken its leave of her body yet.

Korra laughs as she stands up and walks out the door with them, and Mako has nearly the same expression on his face as Tenzin. One of resignation.