Chuckling under his breath, "Well, judge, I guess we'll see if I've also invited my very own jury and executioner out for a visit."

When their server reaches the table and sets down two ice waters, Raylan orders a plate of fried green tomatoes, and requests a couple more minutes to look over the menu.

(As if he already doesn't know what he's having; the fried chicken is some of the best in town.)