In the Fire Nation Prison, the warden leaned over and mocked Iroh.
"I bet you're tired of being in this cell old man. Well too bad." The warden mocked. "You're never stepping outside these walls again."
Ming Entered. "Breakfast."
The warden Stood. "Careful, Ming, don't get too close. His stench will knock you right out." He Left, laughing.
Ming Looked at Poon contemptuously and approached Iroh. "I snuck in some white jade tea. I know you like rare teas."
Ming placed the tray of tea inside Iroh's cell. "Thank you, Ming. Ever since I was put in here, you have been very kind to me."
Iroh drank the tea, and then took the White Lotus tile out of the bottom of the cup, and placed his tile in the cup.
"Thank you, Ming. Your little gestures of kindness have made my days in prison bearable." Iroh spun the White Lotus tile in his hand, then smiled. "I think you should take the rest of the day off."
Ming was Confused. "What?"
"You don't look well." Iroh pressed. "Maybe you should go home and rest."
"No, I feel fine." Ming protested.
"Trust me. It is better that you are not here this afternoon." Iroh said firmly.
Ming nodded, indicating that she understood. She got up and walked out.
Iroh spun the White Lotus Tile in his fingers, smiling. "Good luck, my Lady."
On the ship, Kuri smiled, spinning her White Lotus Tile. "Good Luck, Uncle."