[When Korra arrives at the club, she's not in the dress he sent. No offence, Hei -- it's a beautiful dress, and she tried it on as soon as she opened the box. She had quickly discovered there was no way she could wear it in public. It's too short and tight; how on earth was he expecting her to dance in it? The only thing she can imagine doing in it is sneaking into a closet and dropping her underwear.
(She certainly wouldn't mind doing that. But she does actually want to dance tonight. And maybe remind him that she's not a doll to play dress up with.)
The dress gets hung up with care; the bracelet, still in its box, gets stuck in a drawer, and she heads down to the club in a t-shirt and jeans. Hope that dress wasn't your subtle way of saying this club has a dress code.]
this date! i mean outing. wait, no, i mean date.
(She certainly wouldn't mind doing that. But she does actually want to dance tonight. And maybe remind him that she's not a doll to play dress up with.)
The dress gets hung up with care; the bracelet, still in its box, gets stuck in a drawer, and she heads down to the club in a t-shirt and jeans. Hope that dress wasn't your subtle way of saying this club has a dress code.]