"Honey, the charity just wrote to me. They were wondering if we could probably donate something. Why don't we give them something, like those priceless vases or a whole chest of gold? That should help them in their cause."

"That's fine, Katara sweetheart. Sure. Whatever you want."

"'That's fine?' 'Sure?' Why did it seem like you were sarcastic when you said that?"

"Argh!"

"Zuko, you put down that dagger from your neck or so help me Shasha, I will nag you incessantly!"

"Good, Zuko, that's good. Now, put that dagger back in its sheath…. There, that's nice…. Where are you going?"

"Guards! Help! The Fire Lord's attempting to jump off the window! He'll die!"

"That's the main idea, Katara! Just let me die!"