"Yep."
"Sure, I see it. What do you think it is?"
"Just what you're thinking," Bob grinned.
"Well, if it's what I think it is it's no laughing matter."
"I wasn't laughing. But say what you think it is."
"It's a rapid fire gun."
"Go to the head of the class."
"Then you agree?"
"Absolutely."
"And if it comes to a fight you think they'd be too much for us?"