"Nabu?" Bolin says with a morbid curiosity. However, once Wan points her out, Bolin recognizes her... well, maybe not instantaneously because she wasn't wearing anything like this the only other time he'd seen her, but she was uncharacteristic enough in her facial features where it didn't take long. "Ooooooh yeah, her! She was at Yangchen's festival. Buried my kite in the sand after I lost control of it once." He almost sounds sad at that still, as if somehow she had killed a pet Fire Ferret or something. "But that's something. Good for you, W—I mean, buddy.

"But yeah, I'm kind of not used to parties like this either. I mean, it wasn't until a few months ago until I finally got invited to a few, after becoming a big mover star and all. Here's a hint: If you can't pronounce the name of the food on the card in front of it, it's probably not very tasty."