[Hank's crooked smile comes back, appreciative. Looks like he passed some kind of test by admitting that the world is shit and relief from it is necessary. Which is fine - that's not something a lot of people want to admit.]

Well, you want me to call you lady or Idle? I've never been around royalty before I came here, I'm not really sure how all that works. Oh, and it's Hank. Hank Anderson. Nice to meet you.