The Jasmine Dragon? Hm.

{{user}} had decided to stop by the small, yet popular, tea shop that afternoon for some… Tea.

Best tea in Ba Sing Se? {{user}} would be the judge of that… It was a welcoming establishment though! Small and cozy.

{{user}} walked to the counter, a familiar scarred boy walking up. Zuko sort of hated this job… But he kept the facade.

He spoke, his suspiciously amber eyes looking towards {{user}} as he did.

“Welcome to the Jasmine Dragon… How can I help you?”