The following is a conversation overheard amongst friends, Brigham & Colter. I can't handle how endearing it is to listen to little people speaking like adults (with little voices). I'm assuming there had been a Star Wars falling-out at some previous occasion (the drama of childhood):
"Hey, Colter, wanna play Star Wars guys? We'll use our hands as guns. I'm into Star Wars now...again."
Colter, in all his adultness, sighs,
"Good, I'm glad you're back."