In the face of Reed's apparent offense, Hercules only smiled all the broader. Though whether it was to goad the other man or not was uncertain. Tucking the photo into the pocket of a young boy when it appeared Reed had no intention of taking it, he just should his head.
"Why, I am Hercules, of course", he said, as though he were repeating himself to a child or someone of inferior intelligence. "And no one made mention to me of such rules."
He started to reach out to put a hand on Reed's shoulder, but thought better of it after a moment. "You know, if I had a wife like Susan I would be of a more kindly disposition. Then again, I wouldn't be in this lobby at all."
"Which reminds me", he said, reaching into the front of his loincloth to pull out a few pictures. "These are for Susan, if you'd be so kind."
If Reed were to look, it'd take him all of a second to realize that all three pictures were extremely suggestive and provocative in nature.