Sokka: As you may know, for the past two years, Azula and I have engaged in an epic battle of wits. The goal? To determine who must call the other an amazing detective-slash-genius.
Azula: The first year, by sheer dumb luck, Sokka eked out a feeble victory.
Sokka: And last year I let Azula win because she’s young and mean.

Azula: Give me your sword.
Sokka: You can literally make daggers out of your own fire, why do you want my sword?
Azula: Just give me the sword, Sokka!
Sokka: No way! I can see right through your little ploy! You just want me to give you my sword!
Azula: That’s what I just said!
Sokka: Yeah, but its the way you said!