"Hey, Uh-vatar. What's it like not being able to use all your bending to beat me in the arena. I bet it just makes you burn inside. But, I don't make the rules. Too bad. For you."
"Oh you know what burns, Tahno? Your hair. When I fire-bend your stupid bangs. We're not in the arena right now." Korra did burn. She hated that smug, self-important pro-bender. What a schmuck.
"Ooooooo the Uh-vatar just threatened me. That's real cute. You know I like it when you get all hot and bothered for me." Tahno's moon-eyes shimmered in suggestive ripples. "Get it? Hot and –"
"Shut up, Tahno. It'll never happen. Ever. Besides, I'm the Avatar. So out of your league. Deal with it." Korra stood up threateningly. "Now get lost. Before I change my mind about not giving you a new look." Tahno smirked, motioned at his team, and turned to leave, but not before giving Korra one last once-over.
"Tell that Mako he needs to seal the deal before I do."
"Get OUT, Tahno!"
"Later, Uh-vatar." And he was gone.