[Tom can't help chuckling there, even if it's at his own expense.] I don't know, man... those grandmas're like ninjas. They're everywhere.

[Still, he climbs up and immediately waves the bartender over so that he can order a round of beers.] I actually took your suggestion and got him some specialized ammo from some Grease Monkey guy? Jay's a big gun person, so I figured giving him something practical'd work.