Darrin: (greets the little girl) Well, don't we look pretty?
Little Endora: Cut the small talk. What have you got? (takes a bag) It looks like junk to me, Mister.
Darrin: I'm sorry, but it's the bag or nothing.
Little Endora: No dice. I'm going to have to trick you.
Darrin: (friendly) Go ahead, trick me.
Little Endora: (casts the spell) You're tricked. You'd better watch out.
Darrin: (smiles) I'm not worried. I've been tricked by experts.