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All Korra knew about masquerade balls were that you needed to wear a mask.
So Korra came dressed as the Blue Spirit.
"Hello, sir," a deep voice said. A broad shouldered male strode up to her, clad in brown and green. His mask was large and flashy, but the stranding of hair curling over his forehead was a dead giveaway.
"What's up with your voice, Bolin?"
"K-Korra?!" Bolin resorted to speaking in his normal tones. "How did you know it was me?"
"I had a hunch."
Bolin sighed. "So … why are you dressed up as the Blue Spirit?"
"Well, they told me I needed a mask …"
"Oh, Korra …"
Korra scratched her head. "Yeah, well, I can't exactly just take my clothes off now, can I?"
Bolin remained silent. Korra looked in his direction and saw that the earthbender was … smirking.
"BOLIN!"