[D'awwww! Look at the cute eyes! How could Grell say no to that? He laughs lightly.]

Fine then, I'll work my magic. [Wiggles his fingers for emphasis.

He turns the chair and...sits atop Sokka, across his lap, so he doesn't run away, and types. Grell hums in concentration for a few moments before his face brightened up.]

Oh, look! We did alright~!