This is now my older son's answer for everything.
Matt, did you take the trash out? You'll be all right.
Put the milk back in the fridge please. You'll be all right.
Have you seen the dog? You'll be all right.
It's finally coming back to haunt him though. He asked the 3-year-old for a hug, but instead all he got from Dave was a cocky "You'll be all right."