"Do you guys know of any place called 'Quong's Cuisine'?"

The question took both brothers off guard, so much so that Mako was distracted from the earth disc his brother had just bended at him and didn't try to stop it from hitting him full-force in the stomach.

"OUCH!"

"I'm sorry!" Bolin exclaimed, scrambling over to where Mako was sprawled out on the floor. "I thought you were going to dodge it!"

"I was," he grumbled, accepting Bolin's hand and pulling himself to his feet. He shot Korra a glance as he straightened his practice uniform. "Why do you need to know about that place?"

She shrugged one shoulder, glancing down at the ground. "Oh, you know, I was just...curious..."

"It's a real swanky place," Bolin said. "Very high class. You can't even get in unless you're dressed all spiffed up."

Korra frowned. That could be a problem. She didn't have any formal clothing, and she wasn't sure if she could talk Tenzin into getting some for her.

"Why did you need to know?"

She started and blushed, hiding it with a scowl. "None of your business, Mako."

Mako narrowed his eyes. "Did someone ask you on a date there?"

"No!"

Bolin stepped between the two, clearing his throat loudly. "Let's get back to practice, huh?"

"Yeah," Korra agreed, glaring at the older brother. She harshly went through the motions of the rest of practice, ignoring Mako berating her in favor of the thoughts swimming through her head. How, exactly, was she going to get clothes nice enough to go to this Quong's place? And what Mako said - was this a date? Of course, the thought of being out so late pushed her mind to scarier places - but she wasn't afraid, of course, just worried. If Amon or the Equalists attacked her when she was out with Asami, what-

"Korra!"

She jumped and barely managed to block a volley of fire with a wave of water pulled in front of her face, scowling at Mako. "What's the big idea?!"

"Your head isn't here today," he snapped. "You're lying, aren't you? You do have a date with someone, and instead of focusing on your bending, you're daydreaming about him!"

"I don't!" she snarled back, fists clenched. "I do have other things going on in my life, you know! I'm trying to learn Airbending!"

He crossed his arms and glared at her. "Either focus on this team," he said angrily, "or get out of this gym until you can."

"Not that it's going to matter if we can't get the money together," Bolin pointed out timidly, wincing when his brother turned his glare on him. "I'm just saying!"

"Whatever," Korra grumbled, starting for the door. "Maybe you're right, Mako. I'll be back when I can focus."

"Good riddance!" he called after her. She shot him one last glare over her shoulder before stalking out into the hallway, slamming the door behind her.

She only got about halfway down the hall when the door opened again. She heard running footsteps behind her, and she heaved a sigh, slowing to a stop to allow Bolin to circle around and face her.

"Hey," he said softly, dropping one hand on her shoulder and ducking his head down to try to look her in the eye - only for her to look away. "Don't let him get to you, okay? He doesn't mean it. He's just really stressed out about our ante."

Korra scowled at him for a moment before heaving a sigh. "It's all right," she said softly. "He's right, I'm...not focusing like I should be today."

Bolin hesitated, looking apprehensive, removing his hand from her shoulder to nervously run it through his hair. "He...I mean...that is, uh...do you have a date with someone? Is that why you're so distracted?"

"...I...I don't know. I don't think it's a date. This girl just hit me with her moped and offered to take me out to dinner to make up for it."

"Well, that sounds li- wait, girl?" he blinked, eyes wide with surprise.

"Yeah," she said nonchalantly. "Her name is Asami. I was rushing to get to practice and accidentally ran out into the street in front of her and she couldn't get around me fast enough and hit me."

He still looked mildly surprised, but he covered it well, clearing his throat and glancing away. She thought she saw the slightest flicker of disappointment flit across his features, but before she could really take notice or ask, it was gone, and he was giving her the same easygoing smile as always.

"Smooth move," he said, punching her in her bruised arm and making her wince. "Not many people can pick up chicks by running into traffic."

She rolled her eyes, laughing. "Listen to you! I'm not 'picking up chicks', she just offered to take me to dinner because she felt bad about hitting me, that's all."

"Come on, Korra," he said with a wink and a nudge, "you gotta admit you'd be a catch. She's probably bragging to everyone she knows that she's got a date with the Avatar."

"Calling it a date when I've never even had a conversation with her seems a bit much," she quipped. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I like her, but...I don't really think that's what she had in mind."

"Well, maybe not. But you could be wrong." He studied her for a moment longer, his smile fading. "That's not the only thing that's bugging you, though, is it?"

Behind them, the door to the gym slammed open.

"Bolin, what are you doing?" Mako barked. "I said you could have a minute, not...ten!"

"Ah, come on, Mako!" Bolin called back. "It's only been five!"

Mako made an aggravated noise, prompting Bolin to roll his eyes and turn back to Korra. "I better get back in there before he flips."

"Go ahead," she said, grinning. "If we stress him out any more today he might actually explode or something."

He laughed, pulling her into a quick one-armed hug before he darted back to finish practice. Korra watched him until he had vanished through the doors before continuing on her way.