"Well, it can't be understood. Personally, I'm thankful the existence of the mysteries of the universe doesn't depend on those of use who are less able to comprehend it," Hank chuckled.
The hand hold made him pause, and he went stiff at the hand in his hair, but he forced himself to overcome his own insecurity and remain still.
At least till he glanced up an saw a young girl sitting in the corner, giggling at them. Hank went ferociously red and hid his face in his hands. "Stars and Garters, Miss Red," he sighed. Then he stood politely. "Yes, of course. I'm sure you have many important things, and sleep has been beyond my grasp for too long."