[Hank raises his eyebrows, smiling a smug, indulgent little smile. Sure man, have your power play.]

That's right. Why, lookin to send a couple guys after me to deliver a little thankyou present, mister, uh...

[He could recognize the noises a raid makes in his sleep, so for the moment he doesn't look at what's going on there. He doesn't have to look at his team to know what they're doing. He frowns at the guy's face instead, snapping to jog his memory.]

What is it, something Italian, right? I must of arrested you before.