[Uh, he said friends. But considering everything else, Hank's inclined to let that slide. The unhappy tone doesn't entirely recede, but dampens quickly, the first word emerging with the cadence of a sigh.]

Right. I ran into another friend of yours when I arrived. [More seriously:] He helped me out. A lot.

Domesticon Butler model. Says you called his place through the network?

[He's still curious how those relays got unlocked...]