[It's probably much later into the evening, perhaps not a time that Korra's specifically thinking about it, when it happens. The thought she laughed over earlier might not even make her aware right away of the smooth blue color of fabric passing by her, from the dress Asami finds herself in as she arrives that in a bit of a confused haze.
She's standing facing away but looking around, processing the memories that come back. Is this really...? Wow. It is.]
Well. This does have the trademark Miracle Country ball style to it, I can't deny that.
[In trying to get herself sorted out she finally turns back and Korra's red dress stands out, in a way that absolutely catches her breath and she stops right there.]