"Just setting the record straight," Katara said, giving her friend a lopsided smile. "You wouldn't believe how many adults I've met who would call all of the things we wet through 'puppy love,' like its the kind of thing that would happen over night."

Katara didn't mind the word-she also didn't know what it meant, but she figured it was something like awesome, so she went with it. "He's one of a kind, and even saying that doesn't really do him justice. But I better stop myself there: if I don't, I'll be talking about him all night, trust me!"

Katara nodded, and clinked glasses with Nura. "You better believe it!" She took a sip, then put her drink down. "That's enough for me. Anymore and I won't be able to walk out of here without falling all over myself!"