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[atanycost]

So.

Jet's realized this place is a little... odd.

Because most of the bar's patrons are made of felt now. This is strange, but enjoyable. Cause, y' know. THey're all kind of funny looking and Jet could use a laugh right now. So that's what he's doing. Watching felt people flop around the bar and stuff? It gets a chuckle here and there.

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[allican_do]

Katara would be chuckling a lot more if she could see the Zuko-puppet. But, alas, she has not had the pleasure of bumping into him yet and thinks he's still in their world.

Anyway, here's Jet's sorta-kinda-girl, hopping down the stairs. Not hopping because she's particularly cheerful about anything, oh no - Katara is hopping to avoid stepping on the felt people who are attempting to go up the stairs. It's why she doesn't notice her sorta-kinda-boy at the bar.

"Sorry-- whoops, sorry! Excuse me, ah! Careful!"

[atanycost]

"Hey," says her kinda-sorta-boy. He welcomes her with a definite-actual-smirk and then says, "Sort of like wadin' through a toy-maker's, only ... y' know... the toys are walkin' around."

[allican_do]

"And they try to hit you when you step on them-- oh, there's no way that really hurt, get off my leg!"

Katara has had more patient days before.

Eventually, though, she does brave through the Sea of Puppets and seek haven on a barstool beside Jet, giving him a smile and-- isn't really sure what to do next. Oh, she liked kissing him - very much so - but this is still all so new, and she's still not totally sure that what they're doing is right, and he didn't want to kiss her before, out in the woods...

So he gets a pretty Katara smile while she hides from puppets on her stool.

"Hey."

[atanycost]

A hand brushes her shoulder; as she gets up on her chair, but that's all. He's -- not certain about anything, anymore -- so startnig something he can't finish doesn't sit well with him.

So he seems to just be here.

"So does this sort of thing happen often?"