(Darrin just sent down a paper flier and got a pencil, flying by magic, back)
Samantha: Darrin, before you get angry. Please be fair. You sailed something down to me, right? It was only fair, that I sail a little something back up to you.
Darrin: (argues) What I did was not only extremely clever and humorous, it was aerodynamically sound. What you did, was witchcraft.