[
all you people who are daydreaming about making out and the like? are kind of nudging Azula's imagination in one particular direction]
[she's sitting at her desk in the Vatican, writing something in a piece of paper... and then suddenly it cuts to
a girl sneaking up behind her and throwing her arms around her neck]
[Azula shakes her head and the image dissipates, only to be replaced by another one with the same girl about ten seconds later-- this time she approaches Azula from the front, leaning in and kissing her on the lips--]
[-- and it's gone again, back to Azula at the desk]
[one last time the scene changes, this time showing the two of them lying on a bed, full-blown making out and possibly getting a little... hot and heavy]
[back in reality, Azula makes a face, puts away her things, and leaves the room to go train]