[Look, they've had at least three conversations where Bolin has either mentioned his love life or has been giving Naruto advice about girls. There are only so many ways that can be interpreted.

Naruto's arm is relaxed, not the taut, formal line that so many of their dancing peers are modeling. Instead, his forearm rests on the place between Bolin's shoulder and neck- it leaves his thumb grazing the dip between his shoulder blades, swaying in time with their feet.] Eh? Does that mean she just used you to get in? Man that's cold...

[The tone should maybe be judgmental, but Naruto can think of at least three girls back home who wouldn't hesitate to do the same thing. Girls are tough, he decides, no matter where you are.]

Mn, I came with Sakura-hime. [His expression brightens in this beat of enthusiasm. Naruto, as always, wears his heart on his sleeve.] Have you seen her yet? She looks so pretty I thought I was gonna die.

[His gaze flickers out around them, as if looking for someone who might give him away, and then he leans in to whisper conspiratorially.] I'm tryin' real hard not to do anything weird and make her look bad'attebayo.