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"It's not too bad... don't trouble yourself. I deal with teenagers all the time... slightly loud classical music is a refreshing change by comparison." Hank notes with a playful grin as he took your hand and stepped over the threshold into your home. "Thank you though, keen hearing can be as much of a gift as it can be a curse at times."
Hank was sporting his X-Speedo, but it did somewhat look like he was running around in his undies. A soft chuckle escaping his lips as you didn't seem to notice at first. "Clientele?" Hank questioned with a quirk of his brow. "Well, I did bring a suit in my duffle bag.... didn't know how formal you liked to be. Certainly more formal than me running around in my Underoos."
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