FALLING

"I don't even know where to begin."

"While you decide, nephew, I could use a hand getting to my feet."

"My robe is ruined."

"Oh, it's not that bad. That red should clean up okay. True, it will smell like tea, but I don't think that's a bad thing. Spend enough time on the Burning Throne and you'll smoke that out, eventually."

"Uncle... you realize this was completely irresponsible of you?"

"I realize no such thing. I maintain that it was a good idea, well within my means, that suffered from a problem in the implementation. Next time, I'll know better."

"You should have known better in the first place! This is ridiculous!"

"Sometimes, in order to stay young, you have to risk being a little ridiculous. Make a note of that, nephew, and you'll last a long time."

"Don't smile like that. You're still in trouble."

"Oh, how could you say such a thing? I only had good intentions."

"Good intentions for yourself!"

"That counts."

"And now what are we going to do with it all?"

"It might be a little much for the drains, yes. Well, we can just heat it and evaporate it. I'll clean the tub out later."

"Ugh. Let me change first. I feel like a giant teabag."

"Nonsense. I use only fresh leaves, placed directly in the water."

"For this?"

"Yes, it took quite a bit. And now to see it all wasted..."

"You can afford more. Did you pay for it yourself, or out of the Jasmine Dragon's profits?"

"Myself. It was the honorable course."

"I suppose."

"Well, that settles it!"

"Stop laughing! I haven't decided if I'm still mad at you!"

"Very well, nephew."

"Where did you get the idea to make a giant cup of tea, anyway?"

"From Sokka, actually."

"Figures... and then to fall in it!"

"Are you still stuck on that? Well, I am very appreciative that you jumped in to save me, robes and all"

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