[to Devon and Cornwall, after they have agreed on hating Ruber, resulting in their ability of flight]

You're flying.

Gosh! He's right. We are flying.

I did it! [he puts his arm in a supinated position - showing off his biceps] I'm great. [kisses his biceps twice] I love me! I did it.

[Devon hits him on the head repeatedly]

Excuse me, egomaniac, you mean I did it.

No, no!

[They fall into a mud pool]

Don't you get it? The only reason you can't fly or breathe fire is because you can't agree on anything. There must be something you can agree on. You both love Kayley, don't you?
[Devon and Cornwall spit out mud, sigh, and look at each other]