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: ...
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