[ The curious chirps Momo makes are cute enough to spread a bright, warm smile across her face, finally breaking her gaze from the creature. Unfortunately she had nothing for Momo, though she really wished she had... but the lemur canโt take shots with them. Heโs a lemur. She hands the bottle sheโs holding to Sokka at last, smiling at the boy now and not his pet. Might be rude to smile at Momo first, but Momoโs so cute and an alien, it was hard to resist. Sheโd handed Sokka a plain vodka, though sheโd taken only fruity ones for herself... She reaches back down to the bar to grab two small bottles of orange juice for them, handing Sokka his before going about unscrewing both her bottlecaps. What better an occasion to get a little tipsy if not to cope with the shock of being spirited away to an alien planet, she figures. But what sort of occasion is that? How do they even say โcheersโ on this planet? ]
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What should we toast to?