[Hank ducks his head close to his drink, fighting his own amusement and, after a second, losing, finding himself laughing in quiet little closemouthed huffs against the glass. Once that passes he tries to look challenging, but a smile's still trying to fight its way out.]

Well, you know what my demure little ears are hearing, mister dashing? A whole lotta talk. And I'm sorry, but until I got some hard facts in front of me I just don't know what to believe. Gosh, how will I ever decide? Maybe if you talk big some more without actually followin through on any of it that'll finally convince me.