A/N: Hey guys! Sorry about the long-overdue update! I've been really busy with school assignments so I only managed to find time today to finish the new chapter! Hope you enjoy!

"Wait, what?!" Korra snatched the phone from her best friend, eyes scanning the words on the screen as she scrolled anxiously, "June… That's way too early! And-"

"What do you mean? This is the best thing ever!" Bolin squealed as he grabbed his phone back and did an elated little jog on the spot. Mako watched in faint amusement, his arms folded as he leaned back into his chair with a small smile on his face.

"Bolin-" Korra called out to her best friend, but was cut off by his excited rant.

"The grand prize is freakin' awesome! Hah, five-hundred thousand yuans, the latest Cabbage Car model and an all-expenses paid trip for two to Republic City? Who's funding this thing, man?!"

"Bolin-"

"Probably rich people, like," Mako replied, "Lau Gan-Lan-rich."

"I know right!" Bolin did a spin, "Tell you what, guys; we win this thing and I get the prize money, Mako gets the Cabbage Car and Korra, you take the trip to Republic City with you-know-who~" The boy wiggled his eyebrows at a confused Korra.

"Wha-"

"Hey! Why do I get the Cabbage Car?!"

"Well, I figured since you're such a big fan of Lau, you could-"

"I'm not his fan!" Mako yelled as he tackled his younger brother, wrestling him to the floor. Bolin burst out laughing as he wrestled back.

"Guys," Korra pinched the bridge of her nose, her eyes shut in mild distress, "The entrance fee doubled."

The two males stopped their play fight to stare at her in shock, "What?!"

"That's what I've been trying to tell the both of you just now!" Korra huffed as she slumped back down in her chair, "I can't even keep up with my share of the rent and Cabbage Corp pulls this shit on us."

Mako got off his brother, walking towards the upset girl and laying a comforting hand on her shoulder, "Hey, we'll figure something out."

"Yeah," Bolin added, patting Korra on her other shoulder, "Don't worry, Korra."

"We still have to get new boards," Korra sighed, "Doubt half a year's pay can even cover the new entrance fees. I hate Lau."

Bolin thought for a moment, before snapping his fingers with a 'Eureka!' expression plastered to his face, "I've just got an idea!"

Korra snapped her head up to look at him, blue orbs excited, but still slightly weary, "You do?"

"Yeah," Bolin smirked, "I'm sure a certain someone wouldn't mind giving us a little-"

"Bolin! She's my- our friend!" Korra was slightly horrified at the idea, "We can't make use of her like that!"

"Ah, but friends are there in times of need, aren't they?" Bolin clicked his tongue, "I'm telling you, Korra, I think she would be more than happy to help. Especially since it's you."

"W-What do you mean?" Korra stammered, warmth creeping up her cheeks.

"Oh come on, Korra! You mean you didn't see it? The way she looks at you?" Bolin threw his hands up in exasperation, "Please at least tell me you noticed when Asami flirts with you. At least that much."

"What are you talking about?" Mako frowned at his brother, "Don't girls flirt, like…for fun…?"

"Which universe did you come from?" Bolin turned to his brother, his face contorted with mock terror, "Asami Sato is a woman of her word, I'm sure she means what she says about Korra!"

"This isn't funny, Bolin," Korra managed weakly, "Asami and I are just friends."

"That's how they all start out."

"Shut up, Bo-boy," Korra got up and retreated to her room to shower, hoping none of the brothers noticed her blush.

Korra has just changed into a fresh set of clothes when her phone began to vibrate softly on her mattress. She ran over, checking the caller's name, and with a smile, she picked up the call, "Hey, Asami!"

"Well, someone sounds real happy today," Asami responded, an affectionate smile tugging at her lips.

"I-I uh…" Korra could feel her heart thump faster and harder against her chest. She quickly searched for an excuse besides telling the heiress that she was just really happy to hear her voice, "I made up with Mako this morning."

There was a short pause on the other end, and Korra wondered for a split second if Asami had put down the phone. She let out an internal sigh of relief when the woman's voice came back on, "Oh. Um, that's…great! I'm happy for you two!"

"Thanks," Korra replied abashedly, "So is there something you wanna talk about? I mean, you called, right?" That came out wrong, the girl cursed herself and her newfound inability to form coherent or non-awkward sentences whenever she spoke to the heiress.

"Do I really need to have a reason to call you?" Asami flirted playfully, before smacking her forehead in instant regret. Korra's with Mako now, isn't she?

A melodious laughter erupted from Korra's end, and Asami couldn't help but feel her heart swell at the sound of the girl's amusement, "Really, 'Sami? Okay, let me guess," Korra breathed, "You called to find out if I was having morning shift today and visit the café and wait for me like you always do. Or am I thinking too highly of myself?"

Asami blushed, but she refused to give in, "Perhaps it's the latter."

"That's a lie and you know it," Korra's response was swift and lighthearted. Asami could already imagine the confident smirk stretching from corner to corner of soft, gentle lips… She shook her head and maintained her control in the conversation.

"All right, all right, you got me, smart-ass," Asami rolled her eyes, her grin growing goofier by the second.

"Glad you think so highly of my butt," Korra quipped back, "You've got good taste. And yes, I'm having morning shift today."

Asami fought the desire to just bury her red face in her hands. It seemed strange that Korra was more…playful and actually returning her flirts (which made her embarrassed with much ease, if the shade of her cheeks was anything to count by).

"'Sami? You still there?"

"Y-Yeah!"

"You…okay? You sound kinda-"

"I'm fine! Good actually! That uh, you'll be having the morning shift, so I'll see you there, bye!" Asami put down the call. She clutched her phone to her pounding heart, gulping nervously.

Korra frowned slightly at the sound of beeping on her phone, signaling that Asami had put down the phone.

"Did I go overboard…?"

"And our dear Korra is actually a player! Who knew?" Bolin leaned against the doorframe, flashing a knowing smile.

"I'm not a player!" Korra threw her sleep shirt at him. Bolin dodged it, but was unprepared for a flying bra to hit him in the face. He screamed.

"Ew! Ew! Ew! That's gross!" Bolin threw it back at her, rubbing his hands against his pants to get rid of the 'contamination', "Pretty sure you haven't washed that in forever!"

"You exaggerate," Korra replied smugly, "It was only a day, Bolin."

"Still, it's gross, unhygienic and disgusting!" Bolin folded his arms and pouted.

"Well, stay here any longer and you'll get more thrown at you."

"Oh, I am out!" The boy ran from the room, taking care to shut the door behind him.

"You're early today," Iroh remarked as the café's glass door swung open, while Korra and Bolin entered. Bolin flashed a peace sign.

"I guess you could say I'm trying to uh…" Korra peered over her boss' shoulder as discreetly as possible, smiling when she spotted a distracted heiress too deep in her thoughts to notice her entrance.

"Trying to?"

Korra snapped her attention back to Iroh, "Oh, uh, I'm trying to compensate for my evening shifts for the past few days?" She grinned uneasily.

Iroh cocked his head in Asami's direction, "She was already waiting outside when I came to unlock the doors," he smiled knowingly at the fidgeting girl in front of him, "You sure there's nothing going on between the two of you?"

"Y-Yes! I m-mean no!" Korra's eyes connected with Asami's, sending her into a wave of panic, "There's nothing…" The heiress got up and walked over. "…Nothing going on between us."

Asami stopped next to the girl, flipping her hair, "Hey, Korra."

Iroh smirked. Korra facepalmed.