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“The table soccer’s set up,” Teo calls from the archway. “Who’s in?”

“Oh, me!” says Toph.

“No bending,” says Teo.

Toph’s about ninety percent sure she can cheat and not get caught, but if she does get caught Zuko will be pissy the rest of the evening, and somehow winding Zuko up isn’t as fun as it used to be. Gloomily, Toph wonders if she’s growing up, or something. “You chuckleheads have fun then,” she says, waving a dismissive hand.