Sokka looks down at her and grins, adoring. He'll never stop loving the way she thinks she has to bribe him into spending time with her. "Yeah, that sounds good," he says, stroking his hand over her hip. "It's not the girls that need to be distracted anyway. But I bet if I ask one of the new guys to tell Mel about the corn, she won't notice we're gone until she's done yelling at him."