Movers

Varrick was an eccentric billionaire, brilliant inventor, and escaped convict. Korra had her doubts that this would end well.

"Avatar Korra! I must say, a delight to see you, though I'm kicking myself for not coming to more pro bending matches. Look at you! What a star! Which brings me to my proposal. Zhu Li, do the thing!"

A screen unrolled before them, displaying one of the many films Bolin had starred in.

"Movers! You remember these, of course, real big hit in the South, I must say. But kid, I've got an eye for talent, and you've got it! We can make tons of movers starring the one and only Avatar for this generation, and guess what? You don't even need to get tailored! You're already in costume!"

Korra's jaw dropped, truly dumbfounded by Varrick's... Was it better to call it boldness or stupidity? "Let me get this straight, you want me to perform my heroics, in front of a camera... And I'll be in a bikini?"

Varrick reassured her. "Don't worry, the bikini won't stay on for long." He gave a coy wink.