Kasai smiled when Avani took the spot next to her on the couch like she had done every morning for weeks now. "Good morning sleepy head." She took another sip of her tea before resting her head on Avani's. "That doesn't sound like the safest way to start our adventure." She chuckled a bit, "We'll get some food in you and let you sober up before you're driving me anywhere." 

She smiled and enjoyed the calm silence that lingered between them, assuming Avani had fallen back asleep. When she spoke again the words were lazy and tired. "Hm? Oh, no I haven't heard anything. May have been a waste of time after all." She frowned and eyed the telephone that she had unplugged the evening before. If they had made it in the paper, they would surely find out one way or another. Right? 

"Here, let me up. I've got to check on breakfast." She kissed Avani on the forehead before removing herself from the couch and making her way to the kitchen. A few things needed stirring or flipping, a pinch of salt here and a dash of pepper there. For the most part, it could all simmer away for a few more minutes and be ready to eat. 

Kasai looked back into the living room and saw Avani still laying on the couch. She as she was making her way back to join her, she saw something peeking out from under her door. Curiously, she walked over and saw it was a note that said "Open the door. Next time, answer your phone." Kasai clenched her jaw and slowly opened her door, peering around it to see a paper lying on the doormat. 

The paper was a barely-known daily circulation that Kasai herself had only read a handful of times. On the front was an image of a statue of an elderly man standing next to a cart full of cabbages, and some headline about Cabbage Corp. On the side column of the front page, however, was an index and one story was circled in red pen. [i]"Mayor of Republic City: A Story He Doesn't Want You to Know."[/i] 

Kasai turned to the indicated page and saw a picture of herself and Avani, and then skimmed through the article that recounted some of what they had told the reporter. A lot of it seemed to be exaggerated, blown up for literary purposes. The end of the article, though, took on a much more political tone. Calling for the people to recognize the mayor's faults, make him accountable for what happened, give the fallen the kind of honor they deserved for going out on his poorly organized and overseen mission. Hell, it even called for the Avatar to do something about it.

Kasai frowned and shook her head, carrying the paper back to the living room and tossing it onto the coffee table. "Well, there ya go. Lesson learned. It's not a widely circulated paper, but I'm sure it'll get some blood boiling on the mayor. Who knows what kind of effect it'll have. We'll be gone before it happens, if it happens." Kasai said, turning back towards the kitchen and clanking some pots and pans, putting plates out and getting the food together.