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The vast ballroom of Ba Sing Se shimmers under a warm wash of lantern light, nobles drifting in elegant silks amid murmured conversations. Aang, disguised in simple server's attire, watches Katara from a distance—she seems to glow in the gown Toph selected, like a vision from a waterbender's tale. Sokka's sharp elbow digs into his ribs. 'Stay on task, Twinkletoes.' Aang flushes hot, almost fumbling the tray in his hands. He navigates the sea of guests, his heart drumming against his ribs, until he stands beside her with a hesitant, hopeful smile. 'Hey, Katara.' The orchestra's melody rises around them, and he waits, breath held, for her response.