I don't know how or when, but...
“We have to let love guide the way through the tunnels,” Chong said airily with a strum of his lute.
“Well, I’d love to get out of here,” Zuko muttered.
“And I’d looove a nice thick piece of seal jerky.” Sokka twisted his head to examine the dark tunnel ahead and behind him. “Hmm, it looks cave isn’t listening today. We’re going to have to rely on the map.”