[Mark has to fight himself from laughing at the confidentiality of that last piece of information.] Your secret is safe with me. [He smiles.] If Eve and I want fish, I know who to go to to buy some.

[Different mothers. There's a concept Mark's familiar with.] It's all right, I won't tell. My little brother, Oliver, has a different mom too, so I know how touchy a subject it can be.

[Poor Korra. Though he'd be lying if he said he had no desire to laugh, it was mainly at Korra's expression rather than the haphazard way the hat sat on her head.] No, no laughing. Would you rather we talk outside the site?