Dusty: You and I are friends, don't you think?
Lottie Dottie: Objection. Is this going somewhere?
Dusty: Yeah, that's what I wanted to find out. So do you think we'll hang out together after this?
Gob: I'll allow it. Ah- Hang out, like go to the beach or something?
Judge Stanley: How does that pertain?
Gob: I just want to know if he'll let me see his fort, because-
Dusty: I'll allow it.
Gob: Oh.
Dusty: I won't allow that.
Gob: That's... sustained. That's... That's fine. That's fair. That's... yeah.