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"So, what did you think of your first day Korra?" Asami asked as she jumped up and tried to look over the bar to find the new employee.

After a few seconds, Korra stood up with a crate of alcoholic drinks. "It was ok. Though I could've done without escorting the drunks out and having people put my tips down my top." Korra then placed the crate of bottles on the bar counter with a slight grunt. She then pulled the next line of her white tank top out and reached her other hand in to pull out the tips she made.

"What? How did you get twenties on your first day? I work the stage and I'm lucky to even get one twenty dollar bill." Asami asked in shock. Korra shrugged her shoulders and mumbled out a simple 'I don't know'. Asami groaned. "That's so not fair. You must have spiked everyone's drinks to get all that cash."

"If I did that, I would've lost my bartending license and job." Korra responded with wide eyes. "Besides, they probably just liked the show I put on while making the drinks."

Asami laughed. "Ya, they probably did. You are good at mixing drinks anyway. Besides, if you lost your license, you wouldn't lose your job. You could work the stage with me." Korra gave her a 'Are you kidding me?' kind of look.

"Asami, I already stated that I don't want to expose myself in front of a group of horny men I don't even know." Korra responded point blank as she restocked the bar with all the liquid wonders the bar offered.

"True, but it's a good work out and you get paid a lot." Asami jumped up and straddled the bar as their conversation continued. "Come on, Korra. I bet if you come to one of the classes with me, you would love to it."

Korra stood up after finishing her after work job. "I might blike/i it, but that doesn't mean I'll get on stage."

All of a sudden the front store to the club flew open.

"All right, let's get this party started!" A guy yelled at the door.

Asami looked at her phone for the time. "Wow, Bo, you guys were right on time." Bolin ran over to the DJ satiation as two other guys came. Asami grinned like a school girl and yelled one of their names and ran toward them. "Iroh!" She jumped in the arms of a tall and muscular man and shared a happy kiss with him.

The third guy that worked in signed at the sight of the two lovers and walked over to an empty table to take off his jacket. "Are you two just going to make out this whole time or actually work?" The guy had a muscular and lean body and the worn, white tank top he was wearing under his jacket defiantly did it justice.

Korra didn't understand why, but she couldn't keep her eyes off of the lean man.

"What? This isn't fair! The DJ took out all the tracks!" Bolin screamed from the DJ booth. "Mako, throw me your phone."

Mako raised an eyebrow at Bolin. "I'm not throwing my two-hundred dollar phone across the club Bo." Mako walked across the room as he reached in his jean pocket for his phone.

"Bolin stop worrying about playing music, we have to clean the club. The manager decided to go extra heavy with the glitter last night." Asami was handing a broom over to Iroh.

Iroh ran a hand threw Asami's hair and laughed. After pulling his hand threw her long, black curls it was sparkling all around. "I can see that."

"Korra you're almost done with the bar, right?" Asami yelled over after she pushed her boyfriend away.

"Kind of." Korra said uncertainly, and then crotched down to see if all the bottles were restocked in the right way. "I still have to get the glasses from the wash room, wipe down the bar, and then sweep the floor – or scrub it if there's dried liquor of the floor." As Korra said her last statement, she arose from her hiding spot and was instantly met with bright, amber eyes. She jumped back from surprise.

"You're the new bartender girl, right? Can I have a Scotch on the Rocks please?" Mako asked bluntly as he leaned on the bar counter.

"Isn't it a little early for to be asking for a drink Mako?" Iroh asked from across the room.

"It's 5 o'clock somewhere, Iroh. So, can I please have a drink? I'll pay you." Mako's expression was serious and Korra had no idea how to read it like she could with other men. She looked past him toward her friend.

"Uh, Asami." Korra was so confused about if she could still make drinks even after the club closed.

"Just give him a beer Korra. The manager doesn't care if we give out beers after hours – it's the fancy stuff he'll fire you for." Asami was at work at wiping down tables. "Hey Mako, if you want her to give you a show and put your drink in a glass, give her a twenty. She got six last night."

"What? Six twenties! Wasn't it her first official night?" Bolin screamed from the DJ booth – he was having trouble finding the right cord to plug Mako's phone up to the system. Asami nodded her head with a grin on her lips. "That's no fair! You know how hard it is for us guys to get twenties. I mean, ya Mako and Iroh can get like two or three every other night, but I would get one or two a week."

Iroh shrugged his shoulders as he swept the floor. "We tried to tell you Bo. It's better to leave your body to the woman's imagination."

"Hey." Bolin pointed and accusing finger at Iroh. "You used to go down the Banana Hakim too. So you have no room to talk mister."

"Yeah, you're right." Iroh stopped sweeping for a moment and scratched the back of his head. "But, then I got with Asami and she said I couldn't do that anymore." Iroh smiled to his girlfriend as she laughed at the two boys.

"But she still goes topless. Why are not putting restrictions on her show?" Bolin was really confused with the well known couple's routine.

"I let her still go topless because I know when she does, all the guys watching her will know she's mine." Iroh was blunt about his statement and went back to sweeping the glittered floor.

Bolin was hesitant to ask the question running through his mind. "How?"

"He made me get a tattoo." Asami said calmly as she walked over to clean a new table.

Bolin was hesitant again. "What kind of tattoo?"

"The dragon emblem they project during my shows and print on my posters. It's was part of our deal." Iroh had a sly grin on his face and looked over to his girlfriend.

Back at the bar Mako had his head turned to the side as he heard his friends and brother's conversation. "So, what kind of show will I get if I give you a twenty?" Mako's face had no expression as he stared into Korra's eyes. Korra snapped her attention away from the conversation and back at him. She rolled her eyes and went under the bar to get to the small refrigerator. Seconds later she reappeared with a beer bottle in her hand.

"Sorry, I don't do shows after hours." Korra popped the lid of the beer off and set it on the counter for Mako. "Come see me when I'm working if you still want that Scotch though." She gave the expressionless man a confidant smirk. Finally, some kind of expression appeared on Mako's face – a second long smirk.

"Oh, Mako just got burned by the new girl." Bolin yelled out from behind the DJ booth. Finally, after about ten minutes of trying, Bolin found the right cord to hook his brother's phone to and music began to blast through the club. "Yes! Party time!"

A/N: I hope y'all liked. And, ok I'll confess, Magic Mike and a little fanfiction on here called "Magic Mako" inspired me to write this. If they ever do a Legend of Korra movie when the characters are all like in their twenties or so, Channing Tatum NEEDS to be Mako. No contest, he's perfect for the part. Anyway, I'm still undecided on whether to write a chapter two or not. I guess I'll base it on the number of reviews I get.