Azula: I am not talking to you.

Sokka: You’re so cute when you’re mad.

Azula: Do you want a piece of me?!

Sokka: I want all of you babe!

Azula: Unbelievable! *storms out*

Sokka: Come back! I absolutely love the tension between us!

Sokka: I was building up to calling you ‘Zula one of these days.
Azula: That will never happen.
Azula: In fact, you’ve just lost ‘Azula’ privileges.
Azula: From now on you can call me “Fire Lord” or “Hey you”.
Sokka: Oh come on, Azula…
Azula: ……
Sokka: Oh come on, hey you…