Rex: Thank you for the help sorting out inventory, I hadn't realized things had gotten so out of hand recently... Dogma: It was no trouble at all, sir. Just doing my duty is all... Rex: Even so, thank you trooper. Dogma: You're welcome dad. Rex: ... Dogma: ... Rex holding back tears: Dad...? Dogma internally dying of embarrassment: Oh -tosses his bucket out the nearest window, smashing the glass- It appears I have misplaced my bucket! I'll be going to find it now. Rex watching Dogma dive after his bucket out of the second story window: ...