[Hank sighs. It was bound to happen, obviously — what were the chances Hank was the first to come across him, anyway? — but still.

Does he name names? Warn Connor?? God, where to start?]

Be careful around... Vincent. Weird guy. Blond hair. Glasses. Got a laugh that sounds like — well, you’ll know it when you hear it.

[As much as Hank appreciates Vincent’s “services,” he still hasn’t got the guy totally figured out.]