She nodded. "I don't really mind the doldrums, honestly. I can get things done then. It's when we have to actually fight things and rethink people on the ship that things start to get tricky." She too took a sip of champagne, starting to feel the affects of the alcohol and slowing them down momentarily: it was times like these that she was glad for her body control. Too bad it wasn't completely at her knowledge: she was still tipsy.

"YES, yummy!" Katara said, blowing a raspberry. "I'm allowed to be a little juvenile, okay? Besides, I figured that slang would work between us girls!"

She smiled, then clinked their glasses together again. "To your Querl, and to my Aang, the Avatar: men beyond compare!"

She paused. "Um, your husband is...a man, right? Or is he something else?"