Healing Trust

"I felt that... you needed to hear them both," Jurishe admits, a little awkwardly, "I don't know for sure what all has happened to you in your life, Katara, but I know that you keep going, and I admire that about you." She smiles, knowing that she was getting a bit sappy (even for her), "I'm glad that you liked them. Like I said; they're my favorite stories from my Tribe."

She stood, then, reaching for the clothes that she'd deposited on the bed, starting to pull them on. Tugging and tying them into place, she stretches, "On that note... the sun's high in the sky, now."

Jurishe inspected her appearance, giving it a pass just as Katara finished dressing as well. Her second pair of clothes were almost exactly the same as the first, though with shorter sleeves, pants that reached just below her knees, and very slight shoes, rather than boots.

"All set?" She asked brightly, leaving her pack where it sat on the floor, intending to leave the heavy supplies behind today, as they shopped.

Gently ushering her friend out the door, Jurishe lead the way to the market, which now bustled with people, because of the daytime sunshine. "It's pretty crowded..." She murmured to Katara, her brows knitting together slightly. Then, "Would you like to get lunch, first? Maybe by the time we're done, the crowds will have dwindled."

While Jurishe didn't have a problem with people, she still disliked being bumped and jostled in a throng of people as much as the next girl. She'd like to avoid it, if at all possible.

With a nod, Jurishe begins to steer them both away from the mobs, down a much quieter street. Because of the market, several - if not most - of the shops and restaurants were closed. With a mutter of annoyance, Jurishe pivots, mid-stride, and tries the next street.

"There we go!" She brightens, pointing triumphantly, "It looks like kabobs and dumplings and such... Smell good to you?" Jurishe glances down at Katara, waiting for the verdict. It smelled good enough to her, but her friend should have a say in it, too.

As Jurishe opened the door, she peered inside at the restaurant's interior. It was small, but clean, and definitely smelled wonderful. The floor was wooden, as were the high tables and chairs; there was little else, in the way of decoration. The first table had menus placed upon it, of which Jurishe snagged one.

"Let's see..." She mused, eyes skimming over the proposed dishes available, "There are dumplings, like on the sign, komodo rhino sausages, roast turtleduck, udon and 'gourmet sizzle-crisps'." She blinks, at that last one, not recognizing it.

"Of course," Jurishe acknowledged her friend's thanks with a smile, "Wouldn't want you bumping into chairs or anything." It was true, she'd rather Katara didn't hurt herself on something so easily avoidable.

Then, with a hum, "I think I'll try the sizzle-crisps, too. I've never had them before... What are they like?" Even as she waits for Katara's answer, she places their order; she's adventurous, as far as trying new things.

"Spicy..?" Jurishe tilted her head to the side, confused, "I don't think I've ever had anything spicy before. Unless you count salt?" That's probably not a good sign.

The food didn't take long at all to arrive, being as they were the only two in the restaurant, and was soon sat down on the table before them. While sizzle-crisps were usually a snack food, these had been arranged and done differently, using other ingredients, rather than just the meat. The sauce, however, was a bright red, boasting a slightly hotter sauce than usual; that was the restaurant's signature dish's claim to fame.

Jurishe could definitely tell that it was strong, from the smell alone; it was very, VERY different from anything she had ever detected. Though hesitant, she saw Katara digging into her plate and decided to go for it. Picking up one of the warm, slightly sticky sizzle-crisps, Jurishe popped the entire thing into her mouth, all at once. Chewing once, then twice, she actually managed to swallow it before the spice hit her in the face.

She promptly exploded.

"Ah - ah - ah!!" She yelped, jumping up so that her chair fell over backward, frantically trying to fan at her open mouth, as if it would could her off. Her cheeks flushed and tears streamed from her eyes; she was NOT prepared! Grabbing for the glass of water on the table, Jurishe chugged it down, but that did little to relieve the heat.

It took another moment or two, but finally she was able to breath again and swallow without pain. Jurishe nods, though tears are still streaming down her face. "What was THAT?" She asks, skeptically, staring down at the offending sizzle-crisps. She did not like them; no, she did not like them, Sam-I-am.

Grabbing a menu once again, she skims the remaining items, set on choosing a new new-dish to try. She wasn't touching the sizzle-crisps again; in fact, she pushed the plate over to Katara with a clear message.

"That," Jurishe began solemnly, after ordering some dumplings instead, "Was the worst thing I've ever tried to put in my mouth. Ever. Including the one time Takeshi dared me to eat raw, fresh seaweed." Until today, that had been the worst thing she'd ever eaten - all slimy and salty and gross - but the super-spicy sizzle-crisps beat that out by a mile.

When the pork-based dumplings arrived, she bit into one hesitantly (in case they were spicy too), but then ate with gusto.

"It's alright," Jurishe quickly amended, "I would have tried them anyway, even if you hadn't ordered any. It's not your fault I can't handle them." It was true, too; she would have ordered them, just based off of the name. Reaching out, she tugged on a single curl that hung down Katara's shoulder, smiling at her friend, "If you don't cheer up, I'll have to use your glass of water for some mischief." It was a playful threat, but a real one, nonetheless.

"Good!" came her cheeky reply, "It would have been such a shame if you couldn't drink your water, because it was dripping down your face!" Then Jurishe shared in Katara's laughter, unable to hold back any longer.

Now, she ate the rest of her food; the sizzle-crisp incident forgotten, at least enough to only laugh about it. "Have you ever eaten anything that you hated right off?" Jurishe asked, looking across the table.

"Well... -other- than the spicy-hot abominations," She intones jokingly, "I usually eat whatever is put in front of me. There was nothing, back home, that I didn't eat. Komodo Rhino is good, too - I had that before. The fish here in the Fire Nation are good too."

That was all that she could remember eating, really. "My favorite new thing has been the different desserts that they make here," She adds, however.