Yura was dissapointed in herself. No, she had to
be herself. She took a deep breath in as she listened to his reply, "Yura... Glass with two ice cubes... salad..." The reason why Yura was so nervous was because the lack of
real Water Tribe people who didn't try to steal your yuan along with other benders. She gave a slight nod as she turned on her heels to talk to Tenza. "Tenza. We need salad."
"Salad?" Tenza let out a small chuckle. "We don't have salad little missy."
Little missy? Yura was so lost in thought it was hard to remember what was actually on the menu.
"Fine." She smirked, leaning her palms down onto the counter. "I'll make it."
"You? Cook!" He laughed again. "Good luck with that." Yura rolled her eyes. She entered the kitchen as she drummed her fingers along a rusty pan.
Salad...salad... Well, there was obvioulsy nothing healthy here. She pondered this.
Wait... Don't we use lettuce for our Shezukan Dish? Yura knew she could outsmart Tenza. She quickly found the lettuce and began to create a fresh salad. She added a few things here and there but not much. Yura collected the water and hurried out of the kitchen. She was proud of herself for outsmarting Mr. Tenza. "Here you are sir!" Yura placed the dish on top of her customer's table. She glanced to the side to see another Water Tribe looking member that now sat next to him. She looked familiar. Maybe she had seen her on the streets? "What would you like?" Suddenly, someone new walked through the door. A hooded man, to be exact.
This is new. Yura would soon also serve him, but she waited patiently. She had an intest for studying others.