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To everyone who was asking yesterday, Katara is just fine now. So... yeah, thanks Ginko. We owe you one.

[With that settled, Sokka moves on to the next order of business.]

Master Souji, sorry I missed our lesson yesterday. [The previous message should explain why he missed it.]

[And then because Sokka is feeling a lot better in spite of a crappy day yesterday (because he bounces back so fast), he decides to start preparing for the future. Which means he needs a filter.]

[Filtered from Shirley and Sanji 100%]

So hey, I kind of have a date I need to prepare for. Anyone got any good ideas about what exactly I should do? I know there's typical stuff like a dinner or flowers and stuff like that. But that's kind of amateur stuff, isn't it? I want to go all out! Sure, Luceti is kind of a boring place at times, but I want to really nail this one good. [Of course Sokka means the actual date (which is merely a practice one), not the person he's dating. Feel free to get that wrong, though.]

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I walk her back home. I guess. The boat ride would be after the dinner, I think.

So that's your escape plan, then.

Not an escape plan so much as... ending the date. I guess?

When you're wooin' a girl, you need an escape plan! What if she holds you hostage the rest of the night, eh? Date--not going well. You, Thunderaxe: helpless, unable to end the evening and break away. You try to take flight, but she's a hold on your arm like barnacle on a sunken wreck and you realize that you might spend the rest of your natural life with the iron manacles of this ill-planned venture wrapped tightly around your heart, and all for want of an escape plan what could get you out of the date if it goes south.

Savvy?

... I guess I should mention this isn't a real date, huh?

What.

I'm doing a job for her, she wanted to trade me something, there wasn't anything I wanted but I didn't want her to feel bad, so I asked for a date in return. To practice with, in case my real girlfriend shows up in Luceti. [THIS SOUNDS PERFECTLY LOGICAL.]

We...have a word for that. Where I come from...

... yeah?

[Jack tries to think of how to break this to the kid]

See, lad...when a woman...trades certain favors...in exchange for goods, services, or currency...........

... it's called commerce?

[There's a surprisingly fierce inner struggle. Then?]

Yes. Yes, "commerce." Commerce.

We have that word in my world too. What's the big deal?

None, no big deal. Good idea, actually...

Thanks! Aside from the rum, sinking boats, and running away bit... those were some good ideas. Mostly.

Wonder if I might exchange services for wooage. Wooing. Courtship, like.

Well it won't work if you try it on me. [Or anyone, as far as Sokka is concerned.]

Hahaha! ha! No, no, I like wenches. You know that.

...

You do know that...?

Yeah, I kind of gathered that.

Very good; keepin' that one in mind, aren't I? Well good luck on your...commercial venture.

[Somehow Jack makes it seem like this is bad.]

Uh, sure. Thanks, Jack.

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