Something in Asami's chest leaped when Korra gave her answer. She couldn't contain a genuine grin, and it showed. All too suddenly, she felt like she could kiss the girl. Here and now. In the middle of the restaurant.

But she didn't. Asami knew better than to risk scaring her off. And she was worried about that.

"Perfect," she said, her voice warm and slightly lowered. Food? What food? She hesitated for another moment before adding- "Yeah, I think I'm kinda glad I hit you with my moped."