The restaurant was a quaint little place, but still fit five booths and multiple tables. Patterned light green wallpaper took up the top half of each wall, and oak planks were staggered below. Picture frames were dotted around as well, pictures of Iroh with a cup of tea, on opening day, and a small picture near the kitchen with him and two little boys who both had long black hair and bright smiles.

Zuko held open the door and waved everyone inside. The smell of multiple, delectable teas and foods wafted through the air. The little bell on top of the door chimed, announcing the four new customers arrival. Zuko followed them inside as Iroh looked up from making a new batch of tea. The four waited for a host, not noticing the older man coming over to them.

"Nephew!" Iroh called, his eyes lighting up, a huge smile on his face. He came in for a hug and tightly wrapped him arms around Zuko.

"Uncle! How have you been?" Zuko replied enthusiastically, and returned the hug.

Katara smiled, happy to see Zuko showing so much love and adoration for the man. Whatever Suki had said about family trauma did not apply to the bond between Zuki and his Uncle.

Iroh glanced behind Zuko's shoulder after responding, now aware of the three people behind him. He saw a young man and women with their hands interlaced. Next to them, there was a younger girl who was alone, hopefully accompanying Zuko. Not wanting to interfere too much yet, Iroh strolled over to a corner booth as the young adults followed behind. Suki and Sokka sat together on the left and Katara and Zuko sat on the right. Then Iroh left back to the kitchen to prepare their orders of tea.

"This place is really nice, Zuko," Katara acknowledged, looking around at all the decorations while trying to start conversation.

"Yeah, it is," Zuko replied with a soft look on his face. He remembered all the memories of this place from years ago. He had traveled with his uncle to escape the hectic and terrible acts of his father and sister, not considering them as close enough to use the term family. Iroh and his son had been Zuko's true family all his life, and they were the reason that he was as he was now. He looked over at the picture on the counter in front of the kitchen, the one with two little boys and Iroh, but Sokka has disrupted his thoughts.

"Hmmm, what to eat? This all looks tasty, but what's the best-oh!" Sokka cut himself off as he found the steak on the menu. "Well, I know what I'm getting!"

Suki laughed at her dork of a boyfriend and proceeded to skim over her menu. Katara did as well. From coming here so many times, Zuko and Iroh both knew what he'd order. Speaking of the old man, he casually walked over to their booth and set the four cups of tea in the middle of the table. Then Iroh asked what they'd like to eat, and Sokka eagerly declared he'd like the steak, well done of course. Suki ordered a chicken Caesar salad, and Katara ordered the seaweed pasta. Iroh wrote down all of their orders as Zuko nodded to Iroh, letting him know to make his usual.

When Iroh was long gone, the small talk started again.

"So Zuko, how'd you let Sokka rope you into a double date?" Suki asked as she could see Katara shifting in her seat. Katara immediately blushed.

"Well uh-" Zuko stammered, not wanting to sound like a total douche and possibly insulting Katara while he tried to craft a response in his head. " Sokka had said he was going on a date with his girlfriend and brought up that I was now single so he wanted me to get back out there. I ended up asking if he knew anyone and he was cautious at first, but he mentioned Katara. I felt ready to go on another date so here I am I guess," Zuko said, rubbing the back of his neck. Katara's face was now tomato red.

"That's sweet," Suki replied and squeezed Sokka's hand under the table. "Oh look-the food's here." She pointed to the man walking to their table.

Iroh set down their plates, the steak, salad, pasta, and a plate of roast duck with a small bowl of fire flakes. The meals were prepared to absolute, mouth-watering perfection.

"Thank you!" All four customers praised in unison. Iroh had a big smile plastered across his face, pleased more customers appreciated his passion. Iroh left as each of the young adults slid their plates toward themselves, ready to dig in.

"This is absolutely delicious!" Katara smiled. "I'm so glad we came here."

Zuko smiled, happy to hear she enjoyed one of his favorite places. "Glad to hear it," he said.

They enjoyed their dinner for a little while longer and continued to talk. At one point Iroh even joined their conversation. Eventually meals were finished and the four were full. They asked for their check and Iroh went to print it. He came back a little later with the small slip of paper and Zuko went to grab the folder it was in.

After the check was finally paid after a dispute about who should pay, they slid out of the booth and walked to the door. Zuko have Iroh a parting hug and thanked him, then turned around to hold the door for everyone. They walked out of the warm restaurant and were instantly surrounded in the cold atmosphere of the small town Katara and Suki lived in.

Suki yawned and rested her head on her boyfriend's shoulder. Sokka looked down at her and back up to the other (hopefully soon-to-be) couple.

"Well, I think we're gonna head over to Suki's place for the night, are you guys okay if we take her car?" Sokka said.

In Zuko's car? Alone in his car, taking me home. Suki won't be there. Katara could feel her heart flutter and the pulsation in her ears. She managed to pick up Zuko agreeing to take Katara to her apartment and drop her off. Katara couldn't have been more excited and nervous at the same time. Zuko seemed like a gentleman, so what did she have to worry about? What if she said the wrong thing? This was definitely going to be an interesting ride.