"Yyyyyeaaah, as if I don't know about your trips to town," she teases, cutting her eyes at him and giving him a scan of approval as he catches the basket. "And besides, everything you eat that I cook is authentic Water Tribe food, because I'm the one that cooks it..."

She does lift a brow and shake her head at his whining, however, as she stretches her arms now free from their burden. "Sokka, they're not all for you," she chides, admitting that she did, in part, make them with him in mind. "This festival is to bring people together. You know, like the tribe feasts we used to have back home when we were kids."